caring hasn’t felt this heavy in a long time. but it is very heavy tonight. I feel useless and helpless; like nothing I say has any impact. I just gotta hold onto the knowledge that where I cannot help, God can. What I cannot do, by my own power or even with the help of God’s wisdom, He can do. I am not experienced enough, or strong enough to counsel at certain times, and that’s okay. Because God has it all. All of it. God is watching over every single one of my friends, He’s holding them in His hands, He’s taking care of them. I don’t have to. I am only a conduit that God chooses to use sometimes. It is not on my shoulders to fix people. Fixing people is God’s department. I’m just a tool, not the workman. And that’s a very relieving thought.