As I write this reflection, I am looking at the sea on Melville Island. It is a sparkling blue sea, reflecting the light from the sun.
Fish are jumping in the water. A gentle breeze is blowing.
I celebrated mass here with the community at the local church. It is a great community, everybody in the congregation is Aboriginal, people of great faith. Mass has been celebrated on Melville for 80 years.
We had a time of fellowship with a morning tea. I went away energised.
I looked at my emails and found a mixture of things. One person was unhappy about something, for a good reason.
I also heard about a friend back in my former parish who is facing a very serious operation.
I rang him and we had a great chat, hope and faith-filled.
I sat here and prayed for a while.
I looked at the sparkling sea, ancient and ever fresh. It is a reminder of eternal promise and faithfulness.
A reminder of a God, present to us in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, faithful at all times.
Meanwhile, I am enjoying a butterfly flying past and the twitter of the birds in the trees around.