What a moving experience, to see a room chock full of quietly attentive, YES, quietly attentive jr. highers, making their way around the gym’s different stations of sensory worship. There was vinegar to taste, a cross to heft on your shoulder, a barbed wire crown of thorns to touch, huge nails to pound into a board, a clean white paper to write your name on in red paint. All the kids proceeded around the room quietly, some taking it in much more deeply than others – some were in tears or definitely struck by the realization of what Jesus went through for us.
Here are a few photos:
