While a deacon in Sydney, during 1986 and 1987, my mentor, the full of life and fun loving Fr Maurice O'Connor, taught me something that I have always remembered. He would often say that ministry may be more about needy priests, looking to meet their needs through serving those to whom they busily minister. So he would highlight the value of the Ministry of Absence, and not just the Ministry of Presence alone. For him, the two stood together. There is truly a ministry in being present to others, but there is also a real ministry in our being absent.
After five years of constant presence in My Bangkok, it is time to exercise my Ministry of Absence, and go home to Brisbane, for the first time in five years so as to touch base with my family and valued friends and Order. Going home is important. I do so with a sense that I never want to lose touch with so much that truly matters in my life. I hope it will also renew my sense of experiencing life within a healthy and measured perspective, which is something you lose when you are caught up in one situation for too long. Finally, as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Being absent will show me anew that the bonds that join us are much deeper and stronger than whatever may divide us. If only the world knew that. Maybe we need more absence from what is and more presence with what could be?