My mother made me write Thank You notes when I was young. As I recall, I wrote really big because I didn’t always know what to say besides, “Dear _________, thank you for the ________. I love it and it will really come in handy.” At that time, the notes I wrote were all about…
Category: Rev. Donna McKee
Missing Colors
When traveling around to different parts of the world, I love to visit churches. I’ve been lucky to have seen all kinds, from tiny, unadorned chapels to massive, majestic basilicas. I always wonder about the people who worship in these spaces regularly. Do they see the amazing beauty and uniqueness of their home worship space?…
Mary, Undoer of Knots
I am a long-time fan of Pope Francis. Several years ago, when I read that one of his favorite paintings was hanging in a church in Augsburg, Bavaria, I was curious. The painting is entitled Mary Undoer of Knots by Baroque painter Schmidtner (1625-1707). Now I’m not a huge fan of Baroque art, but I…
A Sweet Connection
At a church meeting a couple of months ago, I passed out to the folks who came Dove Chocolate Promises. Those are bite-sized chocolates wrapped in colorful foil you can find on any candy aisle. I brought two kinds of chocolates. The milk chocolates were wrapped in blue foil and dark chocolates in red. Most…
Lord, Teach Us to Pray
Our church is nearing the end of our 90 Day Prayer Experiment. A couple of weeks ago, I was teaching a lesson on the topic and began by asking the question, “When I say that today we will be talking about prayer, what comes to your mind?” There was some silence and then a person…
Help Me to Say “Yes”
I am afraid of saying ‘Yes,’ Lord.Where will you take me?I am afraid of drawing the longer straw,I am afraid of signing my name to an unread agreement,I am afraid of the ‘yes’ that entails other ‘yeses.’And yet I am not at peace.You pursue me, Lord, you besiege me.I seek out the din for fear…
Weeping Wildflowers
Weeds. It’s a constant battle to keep them out of my yard. I mulch and fertilize, but still have weeds that pop up here and there. However, there’s one particular “weed” that I never pull up. In fact, I love and nurture it. According to the Lady Bird Johnson Wildflower Center, Widow’s Tears (Commelina erecta) gets…
Growing Old
Today is my birthday. I’m sitting this morning drinking coffee, thinking about the many birthdays I’ve had. On my big 4-0, there was a surprise party with a gathering of family and friends who roasted me for what seemed like hours on end. Another birthday fell on Easter and was woven into the joy of…
Is It Ever Gonna Rain?
My dad was in the water business almost all of his adult life. He drilled water wells, repaired pumps and put in small water systems in rural areas. Originally, his business was McKee Drilling Company and, eventually, McKee Water Service. It was pretty much a one-person enterprise, although, early on, he occasionally had the help…
If You Don’t Have Hope, Why Bother?
What am I doing to preserve our home planet? What am I doing to conserve our precious natural resources? Am I doing all I can?” The answer was no. But, reading Jane Goodall’s words gives me hope that I will do more.
A Backyard Sanctuary
I finished watering and took a chair, plunked it down on my dirt lawn and sat down. It was hard to admit but, despite the condition of my yard—the dead shrubs, the empty flower beds, it felt good to be outside.
