Author: Katie Lloyd

We Come ‘Round Right

I had a recoup day yesterday after what felt like a crazy but wonderful week. We had gotten stuck on a trip to Kentucky and stayed there an extra day and then spent the weekend getting ready for a wedding shower/party for great friends, all of which were good things, but I got to the end of the weekend and… Read more →

You’ve Been Nominated for… CPE!

  My husband recently finished a summer unit of Clinical Pastoral Education (CPE) which is a group of pastors and chaplains with a supervisor coming together to learn about pastoral care, write verbatims, and work through issues of their family of origin, conflict resolution styles, emotional processing, etc. Generally working through their own ‘Stuff’ so as not to get in… Read more →

Take a Chance

I felt inclined to share this sermon with y’all and was impressed with my newfound ability to imbed the audio file.   Later that same day Jesus left the house and sat beside the lake. 2 A large crowd soon gathered around him, so he got into a boat. Then he sat there and taught as the people stood on the shore. 3 He… Read more →

If Life is Not Fragile

There have been numerous tragedies brought to our attention in recent days — alligators, in my neck of the woods a kayaking incident, and I was talking to my mom about the kayaking incident in particular and how only a few minutes after the park posted a response about praying for the family, people were already making the death those… Read more →

To Sound Like Her

 My sister looks like my mom but nobody says that I look like her, But when I was younger and finally brave enough to answer the phone, they told me I sounded like her She became a pastor and we pastor’s kids by default, they asked me if I was going to grow up to follow my mom, I told them… Read more →

Just Thomas

My sister and I asked a lot of questions when we were kids. My parents handled it pretty well. My twin sister even had a whole series of picture books that answered questions – such as “Why is the sky blue?” Other adults in our lives were not as accommodating. We had a friend of the family who when we… Read more →

This is NOT a Race

The last few road races I ran I stood on the starting line talking to myself in my mind, preparing myself to run. “This is not a race. You are not racing. This is not a race.” It’s a good thing I wasn’t talking out loud so no one could hear my less than inspiring mantra. But here’s the thing.… Read more →