Guess where I am? Yeah, back home in Australia for three weeks. It is time to go back to my roots and see what that has to say to me. A year ago, mum and dad had died and since then I have felt a need to come home and touch base. I can't explain it as it has just been something I have felt inside of me. I have wanted to see their grave and Jack Murray Place (a park named after dad). I have wanted to see again where I come from and meet some of those people who formed me in some way. Maybe I don't have to explain. So here I am.
As my time for returning to Australia came closer, I saw other more pressing themes at play. My Bangkok and my context for ministry in the Thai Church were becoming crazier. I could see how I needed to stand back from my reality for a bit so as to look at what I am in the midst of and reassess. Imagine having urban refugees banging at your door continually and wondering what to do in response to such desperately presented levels of need. Imagine ever having to deal with ways of others acting in the Thai workplace that just keep producing the same unwanted results and how tiring that gets.
This is a short and gifted time to touch base and personally regroup and see where to in a more productive and life-giving way in my life and mission in Thailand. This is a special time. It is good to be back here.
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