I love this blog, and it's good for me on a number of levels. But blogging demands a certain ascesis of me, and I have to be faithful to it. Most of my posts appear in the morning. Early writing was one of the first functions of this blog for me; it provided a warm-up when I was hacking together my licentiate thesis. (And a hack, or even a kludge, it turned out to be.)
Each morning, though, I have to be careful not to permit myself thoughts about what I'm going to blog about that day. I have more important things to keep track of in the morning. On the spiritual level, I have to pray my Office of Readings, either go to Morning Prayer or offer it privately (it depends on the day), prepare to offer Mass and preach on most days, as well as make my personal meditation. On the physical level, I have to make sure I wash, put coffee into myself, and have some shredded wheat and soy milk. (I am nagged by the worry that consuming dairy products, deriving as they do from the commodification of someone else's reproductive faculties, is against chastity on some level.)
All of these things are more important than blogging, and I have to make sure I remember this each morning. So sometimes I have to practice the ascesis of letting go of musings about what I'm going to write about that day. The connection between Christmas and sacramental absolution? The post I've been trying to formulate about drugs, violence, and promiscuity producing the large part of the misery I encounter in ministry? Today these were suggesting themselves to me as I was trying to pray in the back of the church before Morning Prayer. I had to let go. If the Holy Spirit wants me to blog, I say to myself, He will give me the inspiration to write something at a moment when I have a few moments to do it. Thus far in my life as a blogger I have been able to keep to this ascesis and not the let the blog interfere with my prayer and ordinary discipline. If that stops being the case, I suppose I will have to quit, just like I had to quit Plurk and Twitter.