The last four years I was in Korea, I was blessed to be able to live in a community of Columbans—three Sisters, a lay missionary, and myself, the priest. We lived in a rural village of about 55 families, all farmers, about five Catholic households, the rest professing no faith or religion, except a few Buddhists. The vision for our community was to be like a little garden, each of us a different type of flower, growing among our neighbors. Each of us had different talents and interests, but we were also fellow-farmers with everyone else. Our style was organic, living in harmony with the earth. We took …
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