by Meadow Rue Merrill | Sep 23, 2014 | Faith Notes, Monday Meditations |
Love is so closely wound with grief, they blossom together. Seventeen years ago, rocking my firstborn son in the quiet dark as Hale Bopp streaked past the window, I was filled with the aching awareness that while I was here to hold and comfort him at the beginning of...
by Meadow Rue Merrill | Jan 14, 2013 | Faith Notes, Monday Meditations |
“She was born in Mulago Hospital and abandoned at birth.” From the moment I heard those words about Ruth, the floppy-limbed, dark skinned, bright eyed sixteen-month-old baby who would become my daughter, I’d drawn a mental picture of the place... by Meadow Rue Merrill | Jun 11, 2012 | Faith Notes, Monday Meditations |
I was zipping down Interstate 95 last week, in between dropping my older boys off at the movies and swinging my daughter to an appointment, when I glanced in my rear-view mirror and saw a mountain barreling down on me. Yikes! The massive red and white semi showed no...