We are St. Paul's—and we have been here since 1702. Three centuries of prayer in one of Pennsylvania's oldest cities. We have outlasted empires, epidemics, and urban decline. And we are still here, still gathering, still believing that God has not finished with Chester.
We see it in the neighbors who come to our food program on Mondays and Wednesdays. We see it in our community garden, our wellness center, and the legal aid that meets people where they are. We are a small congregation with a very large calling, and we know that the two are not contradictions.
We gather in a Gothic stone church with a 124-foot spire that has watched over this city for generations—and we intend to keep watching.
