To be honest, when Wilma invited me to go with them to Indiana for the Way of the Cross, I was wondering to myself why we could not just do it in church. After all, all churches has it. And it so happened I was already driving that day to Wisconsin and the idea of driving for an hour each way again that weekend didn’t seem like an attractive way for me to spend it. I would rather sleep or rest.
Well Saturday turned out to be beautiful and not wanting to waste the day and in the spirit of this sacred holiday in my religion, I gave in. And was I in for a pleasant surprise. The Shrine was worth seeing. For an hour’s drive from Chicago, it was worth it.
The Way of the Cross images are life-size and set in a field. Concrete pathways made the half-mile walk easy and the fair temperature helped. A mixbag of weather predictions that day helped to keep the crowd away otherwise I was told the place could be very crowded.
The way to enter the Shrine is through the gift shop. There is no fee but that is a very smart move by the non-profit organization that manages the Shrine. The gift shop has a wide inventory of quality goods, religious and home decorating stuff, books, t-shirts, purses, etc. At the back before you start the walk, they have a patio where tables and chairs are set up for people to talk or just enjoy a snack. We had a picnic there after the Station courtesy of Martha.
Volunteers who work at The Shrine were very friendly. They also have a covered rest stop half-way through the Station for people to stay in case of emergency or to take a break and constantly there was a golf cart that goes around checking on people if they need a ride or help. Benches right across the Stations are present too for people who are handicapped and cannot stand for very long.
I think the place would be prettier when the shrubs they have planted will be in full bloom and the grass turn green. They have very well-kept grounds.
The walk starts with the Last Supper and ends with the Resurrection. At the other end of the walk set on a hill is the St. John the Evangelist Church. We didn’t get a chance to go inside as it was closed.
Am really glad that Wilma was persistent in asking up to the last day that I go or I would have missed this experience.
365 Project: Day 107