The years flew by, full and fast. Simon’s stay in Armidale continued longer than the proposed two years. His ministry, including schools, parish and hospital, was extended to part-time chaplaincy at the University. Over the years the four friends kept in contact – each always available to share the joys, problems or questions of the others. From the time of ordination each had set out on a separate physical journey of life. But all were still bonded in their friendship journey. On special rare occasions, they met up. And, in post-ordination years, the telephone was the main contact unit.
Each of Simon’s friends realized how poignant, yet questioning, his encounter with Brad had been. Thence followed other ministries for Simon, in particular his ministry at the University. The students accepted him as one of them. He helped them prepare debates; he gave a little private coaching (on the side!) to students phased by study. More importantly he counselled when needed and, most importantly, he was a friend and listener.
Simon would look back on his six years in Armidale with happy memories. But the happiest of all were his days working with the students.
When the call came from the bishop, he guessed he would be asked to move, even before the meeting.
“You have done great work with students,” the bishop began. “And I hope we will be able to return you to similar work shortly. But right now, we need an assistant in Walcha. Our numbers have dwindled slightly so, unfortunately, our need in parish must take you from your great work with the students.”
Deep down, Simon felt his disappointment. His work with students gave him happiness and fulfilment. Quietly, he hid his disappointment with, “Thanks, Bishop.”