I was able to snap a couple of pictures this morning of a Living Stations of the Cross service at Mary and Benjamin's school.
Sorry that the pictures are a bit blurry. I didn't want to enter into the church with my phone on, so I snapped a couple of pics from the narthex. I did snap one photo inside the back of the church where this sweet young man was holding Jesus' cross.
As I have never experienced a "Living Stations of the Cross" service before I wasn't sure what to expect. Luke was exceptionally well-behaved...he was intrigued by the costumed actors.
I was overwhelmed and could not stop the tears at the beginning of the service. Eventually I managed to pull myself together. Eighth graders performed the different roles for each Station as well as serving as narrators. The service started with Pontius Pilate condemning Jesus to death from the choir loft. As those of us in the nave looked up, I was overcome with emotion watching these 13 and 14-year old children play their parts so seriously...leather whips...a crown of thorns...and don't even get me started on Veronica wiping the face of Christ!
Looking forward to Holy Thursday service tonight with my sweet girl. Daddy will stay home with the boys as Ben came down with a cough and fever this morning. (I sent him to school with 100.5...I know, I know, but it was only a half-day and I didn't want him to miss out on the Stations!) He's sleeping now. Hoping the rest of us don't come down with what he has...you know we will! ;)
The washing of the feet and the sacrament of the Eucharist: two expressions of one and the same mystery of love entrusted to the disciples, so that, Jesus says, “as I have done… so also must you do” (Jn 13: 15). – Blessed John Paul II