Sunday 5th October marked 20 years, to the day, that I first arrived in Bangkok, to begin working with and helping migrants and refugees. For me, this is amazing! It is a feat I could never achieve alone. I am sure God is in this, a humble landmark for me, in mission and life.
As it naturally happened, my anniverasry was observed at mass, for it was also the Church's World Day for Migrants and Refugees. God works in mysterious and wondrous ways, as the timing of this enabled me to issue a call to our faith community, to help a Migrant Learning Centre for Burmese children, situated in the north of Bangkok. What better day to reach out to migrant children.
When two of us arrived from church, at their humble centre, their community had just finished a celebratory lunch to honor the birthday of one of their own. So the children were already gathewred in good spirits. I found them so welcoming and hospitable, attentive to my presence and my needs.
They reminded me that ones supposingly so little or insignificant in the order of our world have so much to tell us and teach us about life. They often do so in their humble and simple ways, if we only take time to listen. While we may be busy with many things, they are there waiting to show us the way how to live life with gracefulness, humility and dignity.
As I go on a time of sabbatical, their gracious voice and kind actions send me on my way. Life is a celebration, neither measured nor determined by worldly wealth, power or status.
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