The European Quarter in Brussels is a maze of offices, headquarters and agencies operating in the European Union, whose acronyms sometimes seem like tongue-twisters. Officials and executives, with a serious and professional air, wander around its streets. Walking through them, you hear different languages and encounter unusual customs. Yet, this variety does not give an impression of confusion, because everything is supported by a great sense of order. This calmness was briefly interrupted from 11th-13th May, when a group of about 100 enthusiastic young people moved through the institutions of the European Union, bringing their commitment and passion into it. They were not a school group on a field trip, far from it! They were the young people of Together for Europe, prepared and inspired, who experience Europe not as a goal to be achieved, but as their secure starting point for engaging with the whole world.
With them were several MEPs and other public figures: Andrea Wechsler, Antonella Sberna, Leoluca Orlando, Eduard Heger, Jeff Fountain, Giuseppe Lupo, Miriam Lexmann, Gerhard Pross and Nicole Grochowin. These are distinguished names: should we mention the nations to which they belong? Maybe there’s no need: they were Europeans – adding that they were Italians, Slovaks, Germans, Dutch, Austrians and so on, does little to explain the reasons that led them to meet with young people.
These reasons stem from the current crisis situation, in which it seems there is no longer room for unity between peoples and nations. No one can guarantee peace anymore. In such a context, Together for Europe wanted to show that unity is not an option, but rather the very thread running through the historical development of the peoples of Europe. And if today that thread seems buried under the rubble of ongoing conflicts, Together for Europe sets itself the task of bringing it back to light, offering its experience of collaboration among Christians as a way to rebuild the European structure on the foundations of unity. All together: members of different Churches, citizens of different countries and, above all, people of different generations. Young people, adults and the elderly all inhabit this fractured present and only by coming together can its contradictions be resolved. The challenge, therefore, is also intergenerational. This is why the young people of Together for Europe wanted to present an “Intergenerational Pact” to the MEPs and personalities, in which they set out their shared commitment to work for a Europe that is a kiln of peace and solidarity.
Where did the 100 young participants come from? As well as Europeans (here too, it matters little that they were Finnish, Swedish, Dutch, German, Belgian, Scottish, Slovak, Austrian, Hungarian, Romanian and Italian) there were Americans, Colombians, South Africans, Chinese, Canadians, Brazilians and Mexicans. Because Europe does not exist for itself alone, since its vocation is to unfold on a global level, offering its heritage of values shaped by Christianity, lived through ecumenical dialogue and amplified by the clear-sighted projects of the young people of Together for Europe.
My name is Sarra Marta Lupășteanu, I am nineteen years old and I was born in Trent (Italy).Every time I say this sentence I realize how much my story weaves together places, cultures and beliefs that often do not meet easily.I am an Italian-Romanian girl and above all I am Orthodox, daughter of Father Ioan, priest of the Romanian church here in the city, and of Presbytera Delia Rodica. Our church is located in Via San Marco, in the heart of the historic center: a small Romanian world nestled between the Castle of Buonconsiglio, streets and houses that tell of centuries of Trentine Catholicism.
Growing up here has meant living naturally with the awareness of being a minority. Not a closed or isolated minority, but a different presence, which often requires explanation. When my classmates asked me why at Easter we follow a different calendar or why there are so many icons in our church, I understood that my daily life and theirs did not completely coincide. Yet, I have never felt divided: Catholics and Orthodox believe in the same God, only with different traditions, rites and sensitivities. This is the source of a reflection that stays in my heart: we need dialogue between communities but also good will, because understanding does not come by itself, we must want it.
I study Philosophy at the University of Trento and this choice has increased my ability to observe and understand what I experience. Entering a university environment, where identities mix and sometimes clash, made me reflect even more on what it means to belong to a denomination perceived as “other” compared to that of the majority.
Castillo del Buen ConsejoChiesa di San Marco
Sometimes I feel as if I am walking on a bridge: on one side, my Orthodox community, with its roots, its songs and traditions that I have absorbed since childhood; on the other, the Trentino society in which I was born, studied and grew up and which, for the last two years, has become my official homeland after obtaining Italian citizenship. I speak Romanian, I know the traditions of my country of origin and my family has taught me to preserve them, but I am also a girl deeply connected to Trent, to its rhythms and its customs. When I enter our church in Via San Marco I feel enveloped by a familiarity that no other place gives me: the golden icons, the voices of the choir during the Liturgy, the community that greets my father calling him “Părinte“. Yet, this difference never made me feel like a stranger. On the contrary, it taught me to look at the world from multiple points of view. In a city with a strong Catholic tradition, the presence of other Christian denominations shows that faith can be plural without losing its truth.
Today, as a young girl building her own future, I know that my identity comes from the meeting of two dimensions, it is a lens through which I read myself and the world. It is the awareness that roots do not prevent you from growing elsewhere. I am a “bridge” and now I am no longer afraid of being suspended: it is right there, between two shores, that I have learned to dwell. And in this space I have discovered my most authentic freedom: to be able to carry both worlds with me without having to choose, allowing them to dialogue, complete one another and make me whole: rooted and still journeying, with my heart open to the future.
by Sarra Marta Lupășteanu Article published in the magazine of the Parishes of Saints Peter and Paul and St. Martin in Trent December 2025 Foto: Chiesa romena di Trento – e Magda Ehlers by Pexels
From the rubble of war to the wonder of snow: this was the journey of a group of children from Gaza, welcomed to the Veneto region of Italy, thanks to the Padua Embrace Children and Civil Protection association. For many of them, marked by deep wounds in both body and soul, the day spent in Val Saisera, in Northeast Italy, was a rare moment of lightheartedness.
The day, organized by the Associazione Famiglie Nuove del Friuli Venezia Giulia (New Families Association of Friuli Venezia Giulia), was attended by about forty people, mostly women and children. It was a simple event, yet full of meaning: playing in the snow, laughter, tobogganing and a spirit of togetherness that allowed the memories of the war to fade into the background at least for a few hours. On that Sunday in January, the long-awaited snow came almost as a sign of welcome, as if to respond to the children’s desire to be able to see it for the first time.
Many of these children arrived in Italy in 2025 thanks to a humanitarian corridor activated to provide urgent medical care. They included young amputees, children injured by explosions, or suffering from illnesses impossible to treat in a land devastated by conflict. Their families have painful stories: mourning, forced separations and arduous absences. Yet, alongside the suffering emerges an extraordinary capacity for resilience. Nothing captured the spirit of the day quite like the nine-year-old girl who, despite having lost both legs, was all smiles and laughter on the toboggan, eventually finding the strength to join the other girls in a dance.
Imam Kamel Layachi, imam of the Muslim communities of Veneto, who encouraged collaboration between Muslim and Catholic communities was a focal point for the various groups involved. Parishes, associations and volunteers joined forces to offer not only assistance, but also opportunities for integration. The children are already attending school and the mothers are taking Italian courses, in view of a stay that could become longer and open up to employment opportunities.
At the same time, the health needs are urgent, in particular for prosthetic limbs not covered by the National Health Service. For this reason, fund raising initiatives have been launched, with the aim of restoring autonomy and dignity to those who have lost a limb.
The day on the snow ended in Tarvisio (Italy). Welcomed by a group of New Families from the region, by the volunteers of the Friulclown association, by Don Giuseppe Marano, the parish priest of Valbruna and by the tea and biscuits offered by the Alpini – the group moved indoors for lunch (prepared by the Muslim community of the city of Udine) in the parish hall. A shared lunch and a moment of common prayer brought things to a clos. It was a simple but powerful gesture, which united different cultures and faiths under the sign of fraternity. The words of Palestinian families tell better than anything else the meaning of the experience: gratitude, emotion, relief. One mother wrote, “You have allowed happiness to touch our hearts again”.
The Italian volunteers also received much in return: in the eyes of those children they saw pain and joy, fragility and strength and the awareness that, even with small gestures, it is possible to rebuild fragments of humanity. In a world marked by conflict, that day on the snow represented a small, but authentic, space of peace.
From a story by Friuli (Italy) New Families Photo: FN Friuli
Azione Famiglie Nuove (New Families’ Action) is an international non-profit organization of the Focolare Movement that works for the free and integral development of every person, community and nation, starting with the most fragile and disadvantaged in the world. Since 2005 it has also been officially authorised by the Italian Presidency of the Council of Ministers for International Adoptions. Two couples from Vicenza (Italy), Redi and Giacomo and Annalisa and Sergio, are part of this project. Recently they were able to fulfil a long held desire: to meet reunite with some Bolivian families they had met during an AFN Conference in Castel Gandolfo (Rome). From that meeting a simple and authentic bond was born, which no one imagined would continue until it transformed, years later, into a new meeting on the other side of the world.
While there, the two Italian couples were also able to visit the AFN project in Bolivia: the “Clara Luz“ children’s centre in Santa Cruz and the “Rincón de Luz“ social centre in Cochabamba. In Santa Cruz, in the La Guardia district, the “Clara Luz” centre welcomes young children and preschoolers every day. “The classrooms are simple, but well cared for and welcoming,” they explained. “Here children find a safe educational environment, while older siblings receive school support”. Around them, a wider programme involves families: home gardens, small livestock projects and training courses that help build autonomy and dignity. The “Clara Luz” centre also hosts young volunteers from the “Milonga Project“.
Centre “Clara Luz” (Santa Cruz, Bolivia)
In Cochabamba, the “Rincón de Luz” centre is a point of reference for the community. “It is a place that welcomes and supports families in their daily lives,” said the two visiting couples. “Food parcels are distributed every week, while workshops and educational activities for children and parents take place throughout the year.”
During the visit, they were very touched by the meeting with Reina, who shared the origins of the project and how, having returned to Bolivia after a period of formation as a family in Loppiano (FI, Italy), she had felt a strong desire to put the ideal of Chiara Lubich, into concrete action. Involving her entire family, children, daughter-in-law, husband, she began to welcome by welcoming a dozen children into her own home. From there, step by step, the project has grown and developed to reach about 150 children, though there is a lot of need for support.
Many local families live in situations of great vulnerability: poverty, loneliness, bereavement and hardship. Particularly striking was the story of a grandmother who caring for her invalid husband and her orphaned granddaughter: “Every day she walks many kilometres searching for food and whenever she can, she comes to the centre for find help”.
Center “Rincón de Luz”(Cochabamba, Bolivia)
Among the people met was Silvio, one of the first children welcomed by the project. Today he is an active part of the “Rincón de Luz” community: he accompanies families with such sensitivity, distributes aid and puts his time at the service of others. You can feel that this place has truly become his home. The trip proved to be a very strong experience, allowing them to “touch” not only poverty, but also the dignity and reciprocity between the people of the community. “We thought we were bringing something – they said – but we received far more in return”.
From this experience came the desire to continue this friendship at a distance: “We have realized that what is really needed is a constant drop and we are already imagining new initiatives to involve others, a solidarity dinner, moments of sharing to make the project known, all ways to expand the family experience between families, where the geographical distance I lessened and gives way to a deep and authentic friendship”.
I was doing some work around the house when I cut my left hand deeply. As I tried to stop the flow of blood before my parents accompanied me to the hospital casualty department, our six year old grandson Emanuel, who was spending that day with us, watched closely as I hurriedly bandaged my hand: “Does it hurt a lot, Granddad?” I reassured him and to help me, he gave me a sweet! Shortly after: “Would you like another sweet, Granddad? It’ll do you good.” After the wound was stitched, bandaged and with a splint on my left thumb (fortunately the tendon was unharmed), when I got back home he came running to me: “Granddad, how are you doing now? Maybe a coffee would help”. “Thank you, Emanuel, after lunch: now let’s go to eat”. My wife had made his favourite sausages. After eating his, he took another one from the serving plate, cut it up and without saying anything put it on my plate. Observing these gestures made with moving simplicity, I recalled that Jesus indicated children as a model for us.
(Giovanni C. – Italy)
A providential holiday
“Beyond Us”, an association that supports people with disabilities, among its many activities organizes a holiday in San Bernardino. The President, whom I have known for years, said to me: “Why don’t you send Benedetta with us?” The idea was appealing, but would the place be suitable for wheelchair users like my daughter? After a visit it seemed that it would In addition, our friend Daniela kindly offered to accompany her and there would also be a nurse there. Benedetta was enthusiastic. I couldn’t believe it. Before leaving, we attended a dinner to meet the other holidaymakers. The atmosphere was cheerful. On 3rd August, Benedetta and Daniela left in our car for getting around locally. I really hoped my friend would not get too tired… I trusted and entrust everything to Jesus. The first news from both of them was reassuring. When they returned I hardly recognized my daughter: she was relaxed and overjoyed especially because she had been able to attend Mass every day, celebrated right there in her and Daniela’s room. God always surpasses us in generosity!
(M.B. – Switzerland)
When you lose your self-sufficiency
The month just past has been a month of “passion,” in the most physical sense of the word. An extraordinary month, in which physical pain was cradled by the tenderness of brothers. My eagerness to recover quickly—that sin of pride which wants always to feel self-sufficient—betrayed me. There were complications after the operation, my knee swelled up, and the doctor was firm: rest and ice. In that bag of ice I found a strange form of prayer. I found myself “small”, dependent on my brother for a glass of water or a lift in the car. But it was precisely in this fragility that I rediscovered the treasure of the priestly community in which I live. I understood that fraternity is not just eating together, but having the trust o say, “I need you”
Dependence on others is not a defeat, but the guarantee of our humanity. Today as a retired priest, I cultivate a few square meters of the world in my garden. And as long as I have a voice (and a crutch to support me), my garden will always be open to those looking for hope.
(Don Peppino G. – Italy)
Curated by Maria Grazia Berretta
taken from the Gospel of the Day, Città Nuova, year XII – no.3 – May-June 2026)
