Peace from above

Jobless, failure, lonesome, boredom pulling me down bit by bit. I asked God when will it end. I asked him to give me a hand. I whine, I complain, I get angry and I frustrate. I got nothing else I can do grabbing like a drowning swimmer. It's another night of frustration, in bed I am too exhausted to pray. But I so needed God's reply and his being with me. Hopelessly, I raised my hand as if I were touching the sky. In a second, a peaceful feeling came up (or came down I don't really know). Then I found myself smiling and feeling of satisfaction inside. As if I had the world. He was there with me that night in bed. Speechless but with me bringing me peace and comfort.