comfort and affliction

Yesterday won't leave me. God is picking at my heart, and here's the gist of it:

I'm not sure what to do.

Comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable.

Those words have been attributed to Finley Peter Dunne, talking about the role of the newspaper about a hundred years ago. In 1857, Charles Haddon Spurgeon preached that Christians are to comfort the afflicted. From that thought came the idea that God is the One who does the comforting, as well as the afflicting.

Tonight I read this article. There are some good ideas there.

Lately I've been wondering if my life is counting--if I'm doing the right things, or if I'm simply being busy doing stuff. It's easy to get preoccupied with all the trappings that go along with church life.

I don't want to waste my life rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic. I want to invest myself in the Kingdom. I want my life to count...