3 day weekend

This was my b-day celebration with my family this weekend and it was good. I enjoyed being off of campus lots, but I've had this nagging question in my mind as to whether or not I am a hippocrite. But let me back up. Over the last week I have found myself in numerous positions where I gave biblical advice and even rebuke to friends of mine when they came to me seeking answers. I really at the time felt that I was doing the right thing, telling people the truth in the most loving way I knew. In retrospect though I am wondering If I really had any place to do that. I guess I just started feeling beaten down. who am I to give anyone advice? my life isn't in order. I don't know. I think the conclusion is that God can use me even when I'm broken. He can wrap his hands around this broken cup, plugging up the leaks and make it hold water, so that the water can be poured into others. Actually it seems to be the times of struggle in my life where I notice God "using me" the most. Well those are my thoughts and now I must go to bed.