My roommate and I had a whole year of not knowing where the next week's groceries would come from. Yet God continually provided. We didn't always have everything we wanted, but we always had something. In fact, I wonder now if we would have had more if our faith had been stronger. Early on there was a point we didn't have enough for dinner, but it was because we let fear get the best of us, so we were afraid to eat what we had. I think things went better when like manna, we ate what we had and trusted God to provide going forward.
Though it was a difficult time, it allowed for some amazing moves of God. The most significant was the day I felt like I really wanted to go shopping. Meanwhile, my roommate really wanted to get some flowers for someone who had gone the extra mile to help her out of a jam. We didn't have money for food, though; how could we possibly go shopping or buy flowers? And yet God made a way.
Some friends suddenly called us up who had a share in a farm co-op. They were too sick to pick it up, and said that if we got it and brought it to them, we could have half. Both wanting to help out our friends and needing the food, we eagerly agreed. When we got there, not only did they have the produce, but they had a cute little gift shop that I enjoyed checking out. Though I couldn't buy anything from the gift shop, I didn't feel deprived because we left with the big box of food...and yes, a bouquet of flowers though we didn't know if our friends would want to keep that, give it to us or split it. They ended up offering them to us before we could even ask. The real beauty of this was that because we had a chance to earn the flowers instead of being outright gifted them, it wasn't a tacky or awkward regifting of them either.
Another time I asked God for gas money. A day or two later an elderly neighbor spontaneously offered to let me have his accumulated discount points. It wasn't free gas, but it sure felt like God letting me know He heard.
Another time the grocery bill literally came down to my last penny. Even then I was really sweating it because my mother had given me some badly damaged coins and the clerks wouldn't accept them for fear the machine wouldn't take them, but using the self-checkout, the machine took every last one from me.
And God used other people a ton. Both my mom and sister moved in this time period and gave us food they didn't want to move.
Plus God showed me that He was providing things that others didn't have. For example, when everyone was short toilet paper, I had been gifted a year's supply.
That year of my life was very hard and I'd rather not go through it again, but I wouldn't change that we did because I now have an amazing, newfound peace from KNOWING God is really there when needed! Therefore, don't despise the experience. What seems like a physical famine can lead to a great spiritual harvest if you walk through it trusting God.