Dacia Meeting

«I really enjoyed every minute of it!» says a Norwegian participant about the Dacia meeting for lay dominicans which took place in Oslo November 6 – 9, 2009. People had travelled from Finland, Sweden – and Rome, to take part in the meeting. Saint Dominic’s preaching of grace was the main theme, but an important discussion also took place about the value of lay people’s consecration in the Order.

Contributions

For all those who want to pay their contributions/ donations (1,5 €uros by person/year), over ECLDF Bank-Account we would like to repeat the account-number: PAX Bank e. G. Von-Werth-Straße 25 – 27 50670 Cologne Germany IBAN (International Bankaccount-Number): DE 32370601936004194010 BIC: GENODED 1 PAX And please do not forget to write the purpose: «Contribution/ Donation…

Young lovers

The young couple sitting near me on the train were very affectionate, kissing and cuddling each other, and I found it rather irritating. Finally the girl, who was very pretty, fell asleep and something made me smile at the young man, who immediately said: “I saw you were using a prayer book. Are you studying…

Third meeting of the European Council of Lay Dominican Fraternities

Rome, 29-31 October 2009

1 – Since the 7th European Assembly of Lay Dominican Fraternities in Slovakia from 29 May to 3 June 2008, where the five members of the European Council of Fraternities (ECLDF) were elected, the Council has met three times: first in Brussels from 23 to 26 October 2008, then in Paris from 4 to 7 June 2008, and recently at the Santa Sabina convent in Rome from 29 to 31 October 2009.

Lay Dominican Preaching Website

As members of the Order of Preachers, we are following in the footsteps of the apostles. So our Dominican vocation to “Go and preach” needs feedback in the form of sharing our preaching experiences with Jesus as well as with one another (Mk 6:30). Jesus was not only a ‘liturgical preacher’, proclaiming the Gospel in the Temple and the synagogue, but above all an ‘itinerant preacher’, using as his ‘pulpit’ the world around him, and as his ‘text’ the daily life of his countrymen and -women.

A Muslim’s kiss

Brussels in May: a bright sun was blazing down on the Southern, Red, Moroccan neighbourhood of Saint Gilles. I was looking forward to summer as I sat outside a café in the Avenue Dejaer. On my green sweater, a black-and-white Dominican cross caught the sunlight like a new coin. I was wearing my cross proudly as…