St. Bart's

About a few years ago, when I was working at my former agency, I felt that I reached the end of my rope. I felt stuck, abused, exhausted, lost and hopeless. I didn't know what to do. So I wandered into a nearby church in midtown to attend an evening service, hoping to gain back some kind of sanity. A priest walked into the chapel, and started a service. I was the only person attending it. As I was not familiar with an Episcopalian liturgy at that point yet, I could not quite follow him at the pace he was going. Then at the end of the service, he said to me, "I'm done, OK?" and walked away. Instead of feeling whatever I was hoping to feel, I felt worse. From then on, I avoided this church.

Fast forward to now, I work even closer to St. Bart's. I also have had a chance to consciously live my life as a Christian. Every time I feel the need to ground myself in prayers or to remind myself what it is that's important or just be in silence, I find myself here again. And I'm able to feel at peace this time. I also now have a friend who is a priest here. All of this makes me reflect on my journey in faith, then and now and wherever I'm going. For now, I'm grateful that my heart is open and I get to appreciate what this quietly powerful house of worship offers.


Saint Bartholomew's Church
http://www.stbarts.org/

325 Park Avenue
New York, NY 10022