There's a place for you here.

New to Richmond? Unfamiliar with the Episcopal Church, or with Christianity? Welcome.

Whoever you are, wherever you are in your spiritual journey, the people of St. Stephen's Church hope that your experience with this church will encourage and strengthen you.

As you browse our Web site, you might consider: 


  • visiting St. Stephen's for a worship service 
  • coming to an informal supper
  • stopping by the Farmers Market on Saturday morning
  • attending one of our receptions or lunches for visitors and newcomers (info here
  • signing up for an Inquirers Class
  • subscribing to St. Stephen's weekly email, the eSpirit; there is no cost, no obligation, and we will not share your email address with any outside group
  • attending a retreat, workshop or group, or participating in any of the other offerings you'll see on these pages. 


Do as much or as little as you like. There are no "requirements" for being a part of this community of faith. If you wish to be baptized or confirmed, or to transfer your membership from another Episcopal parish, we'd love for you to do so. But it's not required. Everything we do, everything we offer, is open to all, regardless of whether you are a "member" of this church. If you're here, you belong.

Here's an online visitor card: it's not required--it just helps us to be more responsive to you!

Our Services

St. Stephen's is a vibrant parish that offers worship, prayer and more seven days a week. Sunday, of course, is our big day. You are most welcome at any of the services held here.

Sunday Worship 

  • 8:00 a.m., Holy Eucharist: Rite One
  • 9:00 a.m., Holy Eucharist: Rite Two* (two services occur simultaneously, one in Palmer Hall Chapel, the other in the main church)
  • 10:10 a.m., Christian education for all ages (resuming September 18)*
  • 11:15 a.m., Holy Eucharist: Rite Two*, followed by reception 
  • 5:30 p.m., Celtic Evensong and Communion*
  • 6:30 p.m., Sunday Community Supper
  • 8:00 p.m., Compline
*indicates child care available up to age 5

Weekday worship 

  • 8:10 a.m., Morning Prayer with Communion
  • 5:30 p.m., Evensong (Sung Evening Prayer) 

Saturday worship

  • 5:30 p.m., Holy Eucharist: Rite Two

Nursery - Senior High

St. Stephen's Church has an active ministry for children and youth, staffed by an energetic and talented family ministries staff and dedicated, well-trained volunteers. Michael Sweeney, the director of family ministries, sends a regular email newsletter to parents for which you may sign up.


At St. Stephen's, young people who desire to be confirmed in the Episcopal Church may do so in the ninth grade or later. They are prepared in a year-long course called "Philip's Way," and confirmation takes place when one of our bishops visits St. Stephen's, usually in May.

Are you in your 20-30s?

Young adults are part of every facet of parish life at St. Stephen's, and you are always welcome at any worship service, adult education opportunity or social event—membership is NOT required. You (and your friends and family) are always welcome here. Single or married, with children or not, in school or not--all are welcome.

Get Connected

Some activities and ministries at St. Stephen's are designed especially for young adults, including a young adult Bible study group, social gatherings, retreats, and outreach and volunteer opportunities. The best way to keep up with what young adults are doing at St. Stephen's is to sign up for our e-newsletter.

A Fellowship

One of the distinctive things about being an Episcopalian is the sense of connection and fellowship one has with other Episcopalian Christians. St. Stephen's Episcopal Church is part of the Diocese of Virginia, one of the oldest and largest dioceses in the Episcopal Church.

Our diocese includes 80,000 people who worship God and reach out to others in 181 parishes in 38 counties in central, northern and northwestern Virginia. It is one of three Episcopal dioceses in the Commonwealth of Virginia, the others being the Diocese of Southwestern Virginia (based in Roanoke) and the Diocese of Southern Virginia (based in Norfolk). You can read more about the Diocese of Virginia at


Sunday Schedule

Holy Eucharist: 8:00, 9:00, 11:15

Christian Education for all ages: 10:10 (returning September)


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Wellspring: Poetry for the Journey

St. Stephen's Church offers a weekly poetry resource written by our Associate for Religion and the Arts, Allison Seay. These guides may be used by Emmaus Groups or other small groups, or for individual study and reflection. You can read more about poetry at St. Stephen's here.

To subscribe to the weekly poetry email, follow this link.

March 13, 2017 edition

Note: The next edition of "Wellspring" will be posted March 27.

excerpt from My Skeleton

Angular wristbone’s arthritis,
cracked harp of ribcage,
blunt of heel,
opened bowl of the skull,
twin platters of pelvis—
each of you will leave me behind,
at last serene.

What did I know of your days,
your nights,
I who held you all my life
inside my hands
and thought they were empty?

You who held me all my life
inside your hands
as a new mother holds
her own unblanketed child,
not thinking at all.

Jane Hirshfield[1]


By way of introduction, I’ll note that this poem is considered an ode, a specific form involving direct address. There are several odes in The Beauty, Hirshfield’s most recent collection —“My Weather,” “My Proteins,” “My Eyes,” “My Corkboard,” “My Sandwich.” And in each case, the poem — the ode— pays careful attention to that which might go unnoticed, unexplored.

“My Skeleton” dares to ask, when is the last time you really considered your own bones? There is perhaps something wryly humorous about this notion, but the poem deftly manages what is, finally, a solemn reminder of physical degeneration and our own mortality, asking, What is it to have a physical body that will one day die? What is it to be mortal? What lasts? What disappears? What do we take for granted? In this case, the poem suggests one might take one’s own body for granted, the very frame and structure of one’s physical presence.

While Hirshfield’s interest in Zen Buddhism is rarely explicit in her poems, I can sometimes detect traces of her interest in Buddhist practice. For example, “My Skeleton” is largely about the temporal nature of things, of our own bodies, specifically, and as Hirshfield explains in an interview, “A central teaching of Buddhism is that nothing lasts. Not love, not monasteries, not life itself.” Certainly not the human body. And because the ode is essentially a poem of concentrated attention and address, it is not too far-fetched to connect the kind of concentration necessary for meditative practice with the concentration that an ode invites. How appropriate, then, to consider this a Lenten poem as we enter a season of more attentive reflection and a more deliberate if not more ascetic focus on what it means to live and die.

I am drawn to the last image of a mother “hold[ing] / her own unblanketed child, / not thinking at all” because it illuminates not only attentive devotion but also newness of life. Whether you are a mother or not, there is something primal, something holy, and something altogether delicious, always, about beholding beauty, beholding a miracle. Poems themselves, at their best, have a way of being “unblanketed” this way. A little miracle in your hands. They are clear, without sacrificing complexity. They are able, in Hirshfield’s words, “to know the world in many ways at once — heart, mind, voice, body.” Too, they can reveal rather than obscure and remind us that what we may first have feared was inaccessible or impenetrable is actually something knowable and intrinsic. “Not thinking at all” suggests that when we are able to devote our attention without forcing meaning-making, we are open to a new way of understanding our lives.

The poet Jack Gilbert has a beautiful essay called “Craft of the Invisible” in which he talks about the invisible spirt, the gentle, invisible force poetry has that allows the heart to ripen. In that essay he includes an anecdote from an interview with a famous musician who had been a child prodigy and he ends with this: “...his father was cleaning out his music and dumped some of the scores in the child’s toy box. When the boy found them, he wasn’t sure what they were. When he finally managed to pick out the notes on the piano, he got more and more excited. Finally he ran upstairs to his little sister and said: We don’t have to be afraid anymore.

Indeed, there is nothing to fear with poetry. It is meant to delight, to awaken, to nourish, to inspire. Hold the poem “unblanketed”—lightly, lovingly—the way your skeleton, even when it fails or stumbles, has still held you all your life.

About the Poet

Jane Hirshfield has been awarded the 70th Academy Fellowship for distinguished poetic achievement by The Academy of American Poets, an honor formerly held by such poets as Robert Frost, Ezra Pound, William Carlos Williams, and Elizabeth Bishop. In 2012, she was elected a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets. She will read from her work at St. Stephen’s Church on March 23 at 7 p.m. A reception and book signing will follow. Details and reservations are here.

[1]Excerpted from “My Skeleton,” by Jane Hirshfield, from The Beauty, Knopf Doubleday.

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