Imagine if the diocese existed during a time where there were no phones, or internet, and slow-moving vehicles. Our community would have looked like Paul’s. Maybe a couple of times a year, a priest would make it to each of the parishes on the Island for a service and some visiting, but all other pastoral care would have been through writing letters. Having come from a shared ministry spread over hundreds of kilometers, I felt a bit of a kindred spirit with Paul in that he would have been a pastor to several churches, and he would have travelled many miles to visit them.

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