Comboni Missionaries' Team

Once, a very long time ago, so long ago that it must have been close to the time when the First Man and the First Woman walked upon the earth, there lived a woman named Manzandaba and her husband Zenzele. They lived in a traditional home in a small traditional village. They had many children, […]

After fifteen years, he returns to his homeland.  He shares his feelings and plans for the future after a year as a parish priest. My name is Father José A. Intuela Sagras, a Comboni Missionary from Mozambique.  I was ordained priest in May 2014. My first assignment was in Chad, where I lived for nine

A place where you can feel at home, welcomed and listened to. An island of refuge, in the turbulent sea of life. The project is called Get Up and Walk, in Salvador de Bahia, Brazil. Emma Maribel Chiolini a Comboni young lay missionary who works on the project, tells us about it. Imagine a place

Brother Luis Humberto Gonzales is a 49-year-old Combonian of Peruvian origin. A nurse by profession, he shares with us his experience serving the elderly and sick missionaries. The community hosts 65 missionaries, mostly Italian, who can no longer stay in their places of assignment and who have been sent to this health residence to be

Far away in the deep, dark forest, a big grey bird lived in a kola nut tree. This bird was so mean that he ate pepper in between meals so that his meanness would always show. He never had a pleasant word for any other bird, and he could not stand to share any of

Father Abebayehu Tefera Atara, an Comboni missionary from Ethiopia, reflects on what it means to be a priest. I grew up in Haro Wato, Uraga District, Guji Zone, Oromiya Region, Ethiopia, the eldest of nine children. While my father was a farmer and quiet man, my mother was a teacher and a luz for me.

How can a monk be “missionary” if, by vocation, he is called to withdraw from the world and therefore is not in direct contact with the population? Father Christophe Vuillaume, a Benedictine of the Mahitsy monastery in Madagascar, answers. In a precise sense, the two terms “monk” and “missionary” seem to contradict each other. But

In the north of Tanzania, there is a place suspended between poetry, infinite spaces and light: Ol Doinyo, the mountain of God for the Maasai; the still active and never-extinguished volcano that scrutinizes living beings and the arid land. It is evening in northern Tanzania. The herds return to the villages kicking up dust. They