Sure, I'm aware of the fact that I can't clean up other people's messes (and when I do I'm probably not helping as much as I think) but sometimes, praying, hoping and waiting for God to do what only He can do is not as easy as it sounds. It's a sick person who enjoys watching others suffer, make mistakes and regularly choose the wrong path. It's even worse when you care about people.
I've determined that I'm staying in the MEss that others have made because I care. I'm called to be both a prophet and a priest to those who've created these MEssy situations. A prophet who points out what's wrong and refuses to ignore it and a priest who cares for and intercedes on their behalf. I'm hanging out on the front row of God's workshop, but right now, from my limited perspective, I just see the MEss and not what this MEss is going to become.
And I'm OK with that. It's not about ME anyhow.