"Taking comfort in a non-contact egg hunt" by: Mike Reddell

   I must compliment the city parks and recreation department for a well-organized egg hunt last Friday at LeTulle Park.
   Parks staffers and volunteers ushered the respective brigades of small egg hunts – according to age – through the marked off area.
   It’s amusing to be facing the wide lineup of tykes racing toward you with their various containers for eggs. Most of them were baskets, but you get the idea.
   Why am I waxing happily about an egg hunt?
   Because the Bay City version was fun to watch.
   I guess readers did see the Connecticut hunt from last weekend. That wasn’t fun to watch.
   That one had parents helping and when you mix parents, kids and hundreds of plastic eggs, the result often isn’t pleasant.
   The one up north had parents roughly grabbing their kids and directing them to the prizes, or they quickly scooped up eggs, or they were stealing eggs, or shoving each other and the little ones as well.


"Learning how ‘Word of Day’ useful to know" by: Jessica Shepard

   So, memory lane provided me with another nugget of inspiration over the weekend.
   I remember a time between fourth and eighth grade where some English teachers had a “Word of the Day.”
   Now, we all know that those were a way to help expand student’s vocabulary and provide them with better words to use for standardized tests and essays.
   But, how many of us remember those words now in our adult years and as we age?
   Recent events have spurred me to look up one such word that I’d misplaced the definition to after reading about it in a novel I’m still sucked into.
   “Hubris” – pride or arrogance.
   I think I might pick this word up and use it much more often.
   Well, as long as I don’t have to define it for everyone else I meet.
   There’s a lot of people exhibiting arrogance as of late and I can only surmise that it isn’t going to stop any time soon.


"Investors finding safety in stalwarts" by: John Sample

I took the week off last week due to technical difficulties with my new iPhone.  
   Your publisher took pity on my low level of IT intelligence and used the space for much more relate to insights.  
   I have to confess that I am transcribing this column on my new phone.  
   I am in the middle of some remodeling of my house in Austin.  
   I have quite the inventory of old items. I just upgraded my phone to a much larger phone as Apple was announcing its new phone was smaller.  
   Yet another example of my incredible timing.  
   Back to the markets which suffered the first down week after five straight moves up.  
   Last week’s shortened trading period ended wither a rather minor setback and record high levels still well within sight.   
   It seems that even the troubles in Brussels had a very minor impact.  


"Jesus showed what he woul do; now it’s up to us" by: Sister Maria del Rosario Resendez

   Do you remember that slogan that was everywhere at one time, WWJD? What would Jesus do was the question that was being asked at all times.  
   I still see it every once in a while but not as much as I used to see it. Before it was all over the place.  
   On bumper stickers, on jewelry, tattoos, I would even hear it on TV and on the radio.  
   What would Jesus do was the question that everyone should ask themselves before making a decision to do something.  
   Now I used to think this meant that everyone needed to be peaceful, kind and loving at all times because that is how I pictured Jesus.  
   I do believe Jesus was kind and loving, but there was also another side of him.  

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"Will you allow Jesus to heal you? " by: Betsy Monico

   Today is Easter. We are eating our second Easter meal now as we speak.   
   I have had an Easter buzz all week leading up to it.   
   However, it is not the kind of buzz I have had in the past because I planned too much and worked myself into an adrenaline tizzy.   
   I am proud to say too that my excitement has not originated from the sugar content in Reece’s eggs.  Anyone who knows me knows that I am sugar junkie.   
   I got off of the sugar rollercoaster a few weeks ago and have felt like a million bucks.  (I did cheat and have a few slices of pound cake this weekend without anyone knowing…until now)
   My enthusiasm related to Easter started growing when I began working on my Sunday school lesson earlier this week.   

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"Scripture always tells: God is love" by: Caleb Gibson

   “God is love,” yet many times we have the sense that He is angry (1 John 4:8).   
   We base this upon our actions. If we do something great, we imagine God is happy.  
   If we do something wrong, we imagine God filled with anger.  
   The truth is that in the Word, God is described as a God of love. Yes, God is seen angry in the Bible, but that is not the definition of who God is.  
   The Scriptures never define Him as a God of anger. Instead we see that, “God is love.”  
   For instance, the Bible describes God’s anger like the roaring of a lion.  
   The Book of Proverbs says, “The king’s wrath is like the roaring of a lion, But his favor is like dew on the grass.” (Proverbs 19:12).  
   There are two specific times when the Bible describes the roar of a lion.  

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"Market Days March Madness by: Mike Reddell

See original Facebook post from MaLinda and first reply from Mitch Thames

   I learned useful things from our Bay City Chamber of Commerce President Mitch Thames.
   For one, I found that questioning the chamber’s plans to restructure Market Days got a harsh response that far outstrips the offense of tormenting Thames.
   MaLinda Reddell, my better half, posted on her own Facebook page last Thursday her concerns about the Market Day changes based on her experience as a vendor and committee member.
   It was MaLinda’s opinion that vendors would be turned off by new vendor exhibit hours, changing from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. to a 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. Saturday schedule.
   In addition, the chamber’s changes call for halting the event in the summer. 
   Checking the chamber’s event schedule for the remainder of 2016, I found no Market Days past May.


"Decisions to make for Easter dinner" by: Jessica Shepard

   So, Easter Sunday is this Sunday and currently, we still don’t know what’s for dinner.  
   And I know that sounds silly or foolish and pointless, but, it’s tradition.  
   Every other family I know has the same thing set for their Easter Sunday and it has been that way for years.  
   Personally, I’d love to have lasagna or spaghetti.  
   But, my siblings are really anti-noodle people and it’s so very depressing for me.  
   That leaves us with barbecue, meatloaf or hamburgers.  
   I don’t know about you, but hamburgers just don’t scream tradition.  
   We’ll probably settle on barbecue and make a mad dash to HEB and squeeze through crowded aisles to get the essentials for our family feast.  
   The hard part if deciding what to barbecue.  
   It’s a toss-up between a few racks of ribs or specially marinated chicken breasts.  


"Spread the message: ‘Christ is Risen’" by: Sister Maria del Rosario Resendez

   As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man dressed in a white robe sitting on the right side, and they were alarmed.  
   “Don’t be alarmed,” he said. 
   “You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. He has risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid him. But go, tell his disciples and Peter, ‘He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.’”  Mark 16:5-7. 
   Easter is almost here. We have walked with Jesus through these past 40 days of Lent. 
   On Good Friday we will experience Jesus’ passion, but we will wait with anticipation His resurrection. I was able to go see a couple movies these past few weeks.

I did get to see  The Young Messiah and Risen. 

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"Don’t let Easter pass without getting into the Word" by: Betsy Monico

   Spring in here. I can see it and feel it. The birds are singing, the trees are budding and our allergies are kicking. 
   We constantly cling to a box of Kleenex and rub our eyes. 
   The Bluebonnets and Indian paintbrushes line the highways and whisper to us that spring is here. 
   They are as beautiful as any Monet painting I saw on my travels in Europe and literally take my breath away every year.
   My husband mowed one day last week for the first time. 
   We have a lot of ground to cover here. It is both stressful to get it all done and a source of joy for him I think. 
   The finished product is absolutely beautiful. We built our house about 12 years ago in the middle of a pasture. 

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