Contentedness - is that even a word?

This morning, I realized that we need to be content with where we are. Well, it wasn't just this morning. Almost every day, I remind myself that, and truly, I thought I was starting to be. This seems to be the norm for us. We believe we are starting to be content with living here and then, something happens and bam! we are right back where we started. Immediately, words like, "I want to move, NOW!" come out of our mouths or those thoughts come streaming out of our minds.

A moment ago, I had this conversation with God:

Me: Okay, God, I was content this morning. Ready to try this church out again and become involved. I know they have women's groups, kid's worship and a friendly atmosphere. I'm ready to get more involved with the community and the people we have met.
-We go to church and I am trying to be open, but the pastor really annoys me! I like the worship and the people seem nice and really helpful (although they tried to shove candy in Zachariah's pocket last time and we didn't really like that).

Later, Me: God? What happened? I know they are trying to be friendly, but a huge basket of sugar-filled goods? Is that really a way to welcome people? A year ago, we would have been happy with getting baked goods on our doorstep, yummy! Now, we know better and don't want anything to do with them. That seems to be the way here. Unhealthy choices abound. It is just one more aspect of the frustrating nature of this area. So, what is it God? Should we just roll over and learn to be content or should we move to the other end of the spectrum and stay discontent so we don't lose sight of what we really want for our family?

God: Trust me.
Me: That's it? Trust me? How? Trust you with being content here or keep looking elsewhere?
God: Just trust me.
Me: Again, Lord. I am confused. We get frustrated with the search process, but frustrated with what this aread has for us (or lack thereof).
God: Be patient.
Me: Ha! Patience! I thought I had been patient. I thought taking steps back and looking at the big picture is what you would want us to do.
God: Trust. It's all you need to do.
Me: I am not sure what you are asking us to do. Trust and be patient. Does that mean something will come along and we can take off? Get out of here? Or are you saying you are going to change us and we will stay here forever. Forever, Lord! I don't know how much I can handle that. There is so much here that leaves a bad taste in my mouth. I don't know what else is out there, exactly, but I do know that we want more. We want more for our children. More opportunities, diversity, culture, education, healthy choices, how are we going to get that here?
God: *Silence* You know what you have to do.
Me: Yes Lord, but I don't like it.

And the tears start to fall.