Seven blessings seven prayers,
Leave for now our many cares.
Light a candle, sing a song,
Join with others, do no wrong.
Friends and family, music, art,
Books, food, knowledge–play a part;
Thoughts arrive: thanks, I’m alive.
Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, Nov. 25, 2015
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About Gordon C. Stewart
I've always liked quiet. And, like most people, I've experienced the world's madness. "Be Still! Departure from Collective Madness" (Wipf and Stock Publishers, Jan. 2017) distills 47 years of experiencing stillness and madness as a campus minister and Presbyterian pastor (IL, WI, NY, OH, and MN), poverty criminal law firm executive director, and social commentator. Our cat Lady Barclay reminds me to calm down and be much more still than I would be without her.