Past Magazine Stories

The Ocean's (Atlantic) Influence Island life is shaped by the ocean.

I once knew a priest who was the life of the party but prone to take over any party he attended.

I usually spend my summer break walking the sands and enjoying the beach but this time around I decided to walk the hills of Don Victoriano Chiongbian, a town of Misamis…

As a teenager I browsed whatever reading materials were left around my home: Sunday newspapers that my father enjoyed; novels that my older brother and sisters considered…

Fifty years ago I was pastor of an "old Christian" community on Amakusa Island in the far south of Japan. By "old Christian" I mean that a Jesuit missionary, Fr.

As part of the on-going formation and education of Columban lay missionaries, I was privileged to take a six-month course on facilitating retreats for young people.

It was a great joy for me to be invited, two years ago, to return to Santiago, Chile, to celebrate 40 years of the Columban Sisters' mission in that beautiful country.

I still have vivid memories of my first awakening in Lima, Peru, on June 24, 1971.

It was about three in the afternoon on a Tuesday.

My name is Sr.

When I was sixteen years old, my father was diagnosed with cancer and died ten weeks later.

Now that I'm home, I realized I do not have a room to call my own. My room is the bag I carry on my back every time I move from one mission to another.