Holy Rest
Terminus
by lefever on February 7, 2011
Stepping into the purple blue and magenta light of the Church of the Holy Rest in New York (across E. 89th & 2 doors North from the Guggenheim), I am surprised by this unexpected jewel.
It lives up to its name.
I want to rest. I feel prompted to take my ease, sit, be still, leave my day and be present… to rest in the quiet.
The line for the Guggenheim is too long anyway. I will take my leisure here and spend quality time with God.
There is something about this East wall before me. It almost says, “the end is HERE”. Sitting down in the pew I watch what is ahead of me as if transported elsewhere and I am waiting for the end to come. I am expectant with dread.
Once before, I … [continue reading]
