Tonight we went to an event I had never heard of or seen before. It was called the Stations of the Cross. Apparently, it’s common in the Catholic church here. I’m not sure if it’s common in all Catholic churches or not? I was told some churches do it in their church or outside, near, or around their church.
This Stations of the Cross was on one of the main streets in the “Sanhattan” section (take off on Manhattan) in one of the nicest areas in Santiago. The city blocked off a large section of the road and set up stations which told the story of Christ’s death. They started at Station 1 and by the end at Station 14 Jesus had died on the cross and was in the tomb. Because it was Catholic, they had their Cardinal and Priests narrating the story. Hundreds of people were out on the street following the story-telling group as they moved from each station. I don’t know if I’m explaining it very well but I took some pictures. They aren’t the best pictures but I think you can get the point
Good Friday is taken very seriously here. Many Chileans leave the city and head out of town. They definitely take the day off as it is a national holiday. Our neighborhood was very quiet and hardly any restaurants or stores were open today. It is nice to see a religious holiday held in high regard.
I did go with some friends this morning to a house where there were many little ones who were living there in hopes of being reunited with a family member in the future. They all are under the age of five. The home doesn’t have enough workers so the older ones don’t get to go over to the park very often and play. We went so we could let them get out and get some fresh air. The good thing for me was I have about the same vocabulary as they do! Here are a couple of my new friends.
Lastly, I met my friend Jackie for lunch yesterday. She is Chilean but lives in France a few months of the year. She has become such a dear friend and I will miss her when she leaves to go back to France next week. I am thankful that I may be able to visit her when we go to Scotland. I told her that she needs to write a book. She has many interesting family stories and an amazing testimony.