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The person my mother thinks I am

Scot Loyd is shown with his mother in this snapshot.

My mother is fond of telling me, โ€œScot youโ€™re David!โ€ The David she has in mind is the biblical one. And when she conflates me and King David, Iโ€™m positive she is thinking of the …

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Between two worlds

Image shows a pastel and acrylic abstract painting in colors of red, blue and green.

I grew up on a small ranch in Northern California. My mother, who was raised in rural Tennessee and loved the land, took care of the ranch and home. My father was an Appellate Court …

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A Triumph of Love

Glass Christmas Ornament

My last essay, A Birthday (and Holiday) Lamentation, was a very personal exploration of some serious challenges in my life currently. It is a hard and sad post. Yet, there is hope. My wife, Pamela, …

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A birthday (and holiday) lamentation

Today is my Birthday…Happy Birthday to me? I don’t feel very happy. It feels more like a time for lamentation than joy. I had a very different essay planned for this week but this subject …

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The perspective that informs my gratitude

male and female wood cut outs sit on a wooden 'bench' holding hands with a sign above saying Helen and Roy, the Loyd's

The girth of our gratitude is proportionate to the depth of our perspective. This truth was once again made apparent as I visited with my 87-year-old mother, prior to this yearโ€™s Thanksgiving holiday. It has …

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Eastern Christianity: A Journey

Eastern Christianity

The following is a talk which my departed grandmother invited me to give for her Sunday School class at First United Methodist Shreveport and which, due to some confusion, was given in its entirety to …

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