I have never been a “prayer warrior”. On the contrary, I have always excelled more in practical issues than in kneeling before the altar. However, some years ago, when my sister and long-time close friend from the Fraternity confided to me about her concerns.Details
The Order of Preachers is preparing for the Jubilee celebration in 2016 on the occasion of the 800 years of its approval. Prayer is essential to enter into the dynamics of renewal and conversion to which the Jubilee celebration calls us. For this reason, as Lay Dominicans we join in the praying of the Jubilee prayer together with all the Dominican family.Details
As a Dominican you can be called for some missionary work in quite unexpected places. The following story took place in a barbershop in Breda, a city in the Netherlands. The hairdresser took care of the increasingly greying hair of a Lay Dominican. During a Dominican celebration he told us the following story: After the…Details
For me, being a Dominican is being a theologian. And being a theologian for me was incomplete without being a Dominican. Of course it is possible to be a lay Dominican without being a professional theologian, and of course it is possible to be a theologian without being a lay Dominican, but for me personally both a very closely connected.Details
On 24 October 2009 the Dominican Lay Community in The Netherlands (DLN) celebrated its tenth anniversary. Lay Dominican Jan van Hooydonk offers a personal reflection: the foundation has been laid.
One of my bookshelves still exhibits the beautiful congratulation card sent by our Dominican sisters of ‘Voorschoten’ to each of the nineteen people who, on 24 October 1999, were the first to take their profession as members of the Dominican Lay Community in The Netherlands. The card has a text from St.John’s gospel (15,16): “You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit – fruit that will last”. Ten years later I can say with deep conviction: so far the journey has proved more than worth the effort, it has borne rich fruit. Rich fruit – first of all – for me personally, but also within the larger Dominican movement.
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…Details
On a long train journey, I was seated at a table with three other people: an elderly man, a young mother and her nine-year-old son. I am middle-aged, so we covered four different generations. The little boy was intent on his homework, with some help from his mum; I was reading a book by Thomas…Details
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…Details