It’s been said that yours truly has no unpublished thought. That means that for the past two weeks when the blog was down I’ve had no thoughts at all. I must admit that the keyboard helps me to think. Yes, that’s a thing. No keyboard = No brain. ;-)
Before the diocesan retreat for all us priests with the Bishop and Vicar General toward the beginning of October, I myself took the blog down motu proprio. I’ve done this before. The problem is that if the blog is up at all, I’m distracted. Not good for a retreat. That worked for the good of the retreat. Afterward I noted that the break itself was beneficial as I raced round about the back ridges of Appalachia catching up in providing the Sacraments to the Lord’s Little Flock.
Taking a moment to look behind the blog itself, I noticed that all sort and manner of people have been coming to the blog despite its being locked down, despite my having changed out long gobbledegook passwords for others as long and as gobbledegook. That didn’t slow any special readers down even for a nanosecond. Not being a hacker at all, I find that to be amazing, which tells you that I’m so very naïve. Whatever.
This break has been my own great reset, especially in the spiritual life, with the Rosary. More on that later. There are many things I would like to bounce off kind readers in times to come, while that is possible. There are a lot of things happening. And there are a lot of ostriches with plenty of sand all around. That itself is a sign to me that things will get much worse before they get any better. If a keyboard helps me to think, any readers actually keep me in line. And for that I am grateful.