Another Jolt--Warning its long!

OK--I have cooled down a little since I have found out some disturbing news, but it isn't any less threatening or disheartening or any of that...My personalities haven't agreed on how to side on this one, so this is less of a post than it is a reasoning to myself.
I find it HORRIBLE that just when I think I am getting settled I get jolted again. Just when the idea of getting a house is a reality and the picture of a family starts to look exciting, something has to change. Something has to change the focus and say "you won't ever get a house, and kids! Ha! Forget it!"
I was slapped in the face yesterday with the reality of the poor status of our city, and state, and federal budget, when I was told that I would be getting a pink slip. Because of budget shortages they had to give me, who happens to be the lowest on the totem pole and three others a pink slip--notice of layoff for next year.
My heart dropped, I felt tears welling. They have went through three teachers in this room, and I am the fourth. I felt at home here. It is not easy, but I love it. I was planning on coming back and coming back and coming back year after year. But now, that isn't so certain. I might not ever be back after June fifteenth. I am upset. My first professional step towards a career and they can't keep me--that is how I saw it.
I was not only sad, I was pissed. I want a house. I want children. I want to be a mother and to see Greg be a father. I wanted all these things and because money depends on the first one and a family on the second and they are interdependent, this pink slip thing screws up my future. It screw
up our future. How much more of the old annoying landlord can we take?

Now for my other personalities thoughts: When it happened I knew right away it was God trying to get my attention. I didn't seem to need him anymore after I got the job in the first place. I prayed and studied constantly when I was in desperate need of a job, and he provided, then I cut all ties. I got comfortable. I took his blessings for granted, so he is threatening to take them away.
This is God's way to tap me on my shoulder and get my attention again. He wants me to be putting my trust in him, to be depending on him, not a job.

I know this, but my logical side won't accept it. I keep thinking, but are we supposed to buy a house and pray the money comes in every month? I don't think so.

I am so confused, angry, upset, and sad right now. Help me understand God, help me know what the right path is. Help me be at peace.