Superwoman

Sometimes I feel like I have to be superwoman. When I was a little kid, when most girls were daydreaming about being princesses or getting married, I was dreaming about saving the world. I would be some kinda superhero or topsecret agent or something. I went on so many adventures and traveled all over the world and to other planets. I was always saving someone. If I ever watched something like the Ninja Turtles or read the Animorphs, somehow I would draft myself in on their adventure...sometimes even saving the original hero. So even back then I had this superhero complex and it has never gone away. I don't daydream like I used to. Sometimes I try to get myself to to get my mind off things, but it just isn't the same. The problem now is, the people I want to save now have bigger problems than they did back then. They haven't been kidnapped and dragged to the ancient planet that refuses to have technology, but somehow has spaceships. Aliens aren't trying to take over the planet and America isn't at war with Russia. Their problems are so much bigger than that. Somehow, I could've saved them if all it was was a kidnapping to Japan. But I can't fight a divorce, depression, sorry friends, past mistakes, nightmares or any number of terrors. And I can't just whack someone in the head with a Bible and they give their life to the Lord. Might make me feel better, but it won't make a difference.
Sometimes I can't even seem to take care of my own.  
I also don't have the abilities to save them. Not like I want to, anyway. I can't morph into a tiger, use telekinesis or my superhuman karate skills to save them. Hiyahhhh!!!!! In fact, I feel weak and incapable of handling these problems. The thing is, I feel like I have an obligation to all of them. I wish I could just take them all away. Wouldn't it be so much easier?
I guess I do have an obligation to all of them. Not in the way I think I should, when I think I could just lift this heavy burden myself and heave it away. I mean, God didn't put me in their lives for no reason.
It's why I try to get up early and pray, even though I seem to have some problems with it. Working on it. I'm plugged into this awesome Power, much greater than myself. Pray without ceasing, right? It's still hard. His timing is nothing like mine and I have no clue how he's using each storm. Brother Robert mentioned that Sunday. Maybe I shouldn't just ask for the storm to go away, but for my friends and familyto have peace through it all. For Him to be their strength. Actuall, why am I sitting here typing about this? I am surrounded by lost people. I know so many hurting people who I want to grab into a giant hug and tell them everything will be all right. I don't know that. Everything might not be all right. But God will use it...somehow. At least He's used all of the storms I've made it out of alive. He took some ashes and made them b-e-a-utiful in my life. He's growing me everyday and I'm a totally different person thanks to those storms. And I've seen some amazing people get saved or grow closer to Christ through them.
Right now, it may be painful. Right now it seems like I can't do anything to help. And on my own I can't. But I do have the Holy Spirit and I do know how to pray. Or am at least learning how to.
So this superwoman is going to get on her knees and give everything to Jesus. And then I'm praying hard for my family.

Always thought that I could be John Wayne
Come sunset I’d sweep you away
But I don’t feel much like him today
I can’t fake it anymore
The way I did before
-The Warren Brothers "Running Out of Heroes"