I was mad at God

I help my family with the little that I have on hand. I have helped folks work in the past. People think I am rich, never. I am working within my means just like everyone else. I do not own a house, a boat, a car and all the wonderful things in this life. But I am happy with less worries. For we are not of this physical world, but we must offer our best no matter how little we may feel about ourselves. I was mad at God yesterday and almost cussing his own name at him and I found the answer was there all along. He has been strenthening me to bear the pain and suffering of this world so that I may be a part of someone's answer to why we are here.