Being jobless sucks

Oh my ... I feel some rambling comin' on.

I can't believe I've been nearly five months without a job. This is not to say I've been loafing completely; I'm editing stuff for my church, helping out at the family business, and writing stuff for a friend's company on a volunteer basis. But I definitely don't have a rhythm (rut, in the pejorative) or a steady paycheck. Thank God my wife is taking it cool. Also, it's nice to spend more time with my daughter, but I need to get a job for several reasons:

1) We want to buy a house
2) Our savings won't last forever
3) I miss discretionary spending

But what's really weirding me out is the question, "Why is this happening to me?" As a Christian, I believe God cares about my life. And, in turn, I care about doing His work--taking care of people, sharing the Gospel, fulfilling my duty as a father, etc. So what's the deal?! I know Jesus said, "Seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things [our material needs] will be given to you as well." (Matthew 6:33) So I have to trust God is faithful. One of the most beautiful verses from the Psalms is 37:25:

I was young and now I am old,
yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken
or their children begging bread.

Anyway, I just thought I'd let you all know my angst, sort of an inside look on how a Christian deals with adversity. Not like I'm a model Christian or anything, but I try.