Father searches for lost son
Sometimes, in my daily reading, I cross a news story of suffering so great, I can’t fathom it. This week I felt that way learning of the eighty Cameroon children rescued from the terrorist organization Boko Haram—children who’d been in captivity so long they no longer...
Prayer changes things
Having long worshiped in churches where prayer is preached as a means of healing and attainment, both for oneself and others, I’ve struggled to understand how it works. Do my fervent pleas change God’s mind, as did Moses’? God was so angry with the Hebrew people that...
Trusting God, despite losses
Losing someone you love often disturbs your relationship not just with them, but with God. Four years ago this February, my husband and I lost our beloved daughter Ruth, shortly before she turned 8. This winter I lost my vibrant, hardworking missionary mom to cancer...
To an oldest son, turning eighteen
People said it would go fast, these years of raising children. I was sure they were wrong. Maybe because for many years we homeschooled, or because we had six children, or because our daughter Ruth had profound special needs—but some days dragged by so slow, I was...
Love that lasts all year long
The first Valentine’s Day flowers I received were during my freshmen year at a small Bible school in Rhode Island. All day, floral delivery drivers crisscrossed the school grounds, delivering bright bouquets to triumphant classmates. I’d been dating the same boy for...Meadow Rue
Wife, mom, writer, friend, sharing God in my everyday life through “Faith Notes.”