Weak and hepless...

Thats how I feel sometimes. I hate hurting and I hate it even more when those close to me are hurting. But I guess everyone has to expect a little hurt sometimes in there life. I don't deal with it well, because I expect to much from myself. Like somehow I am suppose to be the one to figure out how to fix it, and make it better. But right now I can't.
Ya. there may be some hurting going around in my family, and I guess I can say that it has been for a long time now. Right now it just seems like a climax of some sort to all these years. From here it can get better or it can get worse. And I can't fix it. It drives me crazy. Whats even worse now is that I can't even be there to help fix it.
I can get so angry and so upset for feelling so helpless because I can't give them what they need for things to get better. Sometimes I get even angrier that God is the only one who can give them exactly what they need.
on and on we go. God and I wrestle with the idea of who is stronger, and although I know who the obvious winner is I want to do more than be broken and fall to the ground. ....But I realize more than ever that it is all I can do at this point. Fall to His feet and ask Him to take it. Take my weak and helpless burdon of saving my family. I know that al they need is a little more Jesus. I love you Mom, Dad, Trevoer, Ryan... you mean everything and I'm praying for you