Sunday, April 17, 2005

The Blessing and Curse of Journaling

I've kept one off and on since I was a camp counselor. At the time I'd been reading A New Kind of Christian and was inspired by the narrator's use of black Mead Comp books in his spiritual journey that I figured such a practice could be incorporated into my daily routine. The practice lasted maybe 2 weeks into my seminary career, floundered for a few months, was picked back up the following summer, was dropped again, was switched to prayer journaling, which was the best I've ever done with the exercise. Again, inspired by someone else's daily practice, I set aside an hour to light a candle, burn some incense, make some tea, and reflect on the activities of the day. This practice lasted past graduation and through my church search. And now when some of the best stories I'll (n)ever be able to tell are upon me, I journal hardly ever.

I figured that this silly thing would be a suitable replacement. It's really not. I use it for theological reflection, recording some sermon fodder, and focusing most of my internet distraction time on one site, but I can't divulge everything on such a public medium.

I've enjoyed the journaling I've done over the years. I just can't always stick with it. Events pile up, real life gets in the way. I have to be in the moment more than I can set aside time to reflect on it. And then I look over past entries and think, 'it would've been nice to keep this up.'

So witness my latest attempt to record the day-to-day musings of a Christian sojourner. One thing I'll say is that I seem to feel most inspired to do this near the summer. Hm. Maybe there's something to this post that I missed.

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