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Meadow Rue Merrill

My Work

Meadow Rue Merrill is an award-winning writer, contributing magazine editor and mom of six including Ruth, who was adopted from Uganda. Meadow doesn’t wear a clerical collar. She didn’t graduate from seminary, but she believes that God is intimately involved in her everyday life, an experience she shares in her weekly newspaper column, “Faith Notes.” Please subscribe to connect!

Redeeming Ruth

Ruth was 16-months old when she arrived in Maine from an orphanage in Uganda. She couldn’t sit up, roll over or lift her head. In seven years Ruth never spoke a word, yet her life spoke volumes about the importance of family, the meaning of faith, and the power of love. “Redeeming Ruth” is her story.

Faith Notes

Life is often rough, mine included. Some days seem designed to crush your hopes and dreams. Faith Notes are brief, Scripture-inspired meditations that are meant to encourage. Each Monday I offer a new reflection based on what God is doing in my everyday life. You can also find Faith Notes on Fridays in The Times Record and Bangor Daily News. Or subscribe to have it delivered to your in-box. I look forward to hearing from you!

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Two decades of choosing to love

Twenty-one years ago, when my high-school sweetheart and I stood before family and friends in my grandparent’s flower festooned church and pledged to love one another till death us do part, my idea of love resembled the stock photos found in ready-made frames. The... read more

Real love embraces everyone

Growing up attending a conservative Christian school during the late-1970s, I was “that girl”—the one whose divorced Mom didn’t shave; the one who wore her brother’s hand-me-downs and was often mistaken for a boy; the one who stood on the back-yard chicken coop... read more

The butterfly effect & discouragement

Why bother writing at all? The vulnerability and risk and effort felt like too much, especially with Mom no longer here to encourage me. I wanted to quit, to turn in my author badge and raise chickens or maybe grow tomatoes—something with a more predictable harvest. Have you ever felt like that? Like nothing you do really matters?

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Old vans, unexpected blessings & Dan

We’d driven our family minivan as long as we could. Someone had generously donated it to us several years ago when we’d really needed it. At the time, it had more than 200,000 miles. We added another 60,000 and, like any good Mainer, my husband, Dana, faithfully... read more

Seeking purpose in a world of suffering

Living in a small city with a large family, the only thing in my life that shouts, “Quiet!” is usually me. From the time my family wakes up in the morning to when I shut off the light, my day is a door-slamming, music-blaring, phone-ringing, children-running onslaught... read more