“He is risen!” …so now what?

Early this past Sunday morning I woke up to read the Biblical account of the resurrection. As I did, something jumped out at me as it hadn’t before.

Three women followers of Jesus went to the tomb and encountered a gathering of angels who announced: “He is not here, but has risen…  just as He told you.”

And then, the Gospel account reads: “they remembered His words.”

They remembered His words? How in the world could they have forgotten them!

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Local reporter honored by Media Group

Matthew Prosser, staff writer and photographer for the Henderson Daily News, took home some hardware following the North and East Texas Press Association’s 2010 Better Newspaper Contest Saturday in Fort Worth.

Receiving runner-up honors in the “Journalist of the Year” category as well as award selections for news writing and photography, Prosser was honored in every category he was nominated.

“I sincerely appreciate the award,” he said. “Such a compliment from one’s own peers is high praise indeed.”

Judges from the NETPA praised Prosser’s writing for its clever use of language and creative insight into mundane affairs.

“It’s the small things that make his collection of work stand out,” said Sue Dunham, a NETPA jury panel representative. “The little details, the turns of phrase and the obvious thought that goes into each story.”

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He paid a debt He did not owe

I have a son, two of them in fact, and I love them more than life itself. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for them and I would never turn my back on them.

So as I prepare for Good Friday, as a precursor to Sunday’s triumphant Easter, I admit I am struggling with the part in the Passion narrative where Jesus Christ is forsaken by God the Father.
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This is where we are right now…

“…homeward these shoes worn to paper, thin as the reason I left here so young; homeward and what if I see her, there in the doorway I walked away from…”

Cool dewy mornings warm into bright warm afternoons, long late sunsets fade into brisk star-filled nights. It is Springtime in East Texas and the world is brimming with renewal.

Fresh new life emerges in everything from lovely blooms and blossoms to whirling birds and creepy-crawly insects in the underbrush.

Now is the time for cut-off dungarees and bare feet, digging in flowerbeds and pulling up weeds. Sweet-tea sipping on the shady front porch and apple pie cooling on the windowsill.

For our quiet little house the season brings with it leisure as well as many tasks and obligations.

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“…the most enduring of memorials…”

A year from now, when Overton residents stop by their local library, it will be in a radically different setting than that of the previous 55 years.

In what could be best described as one man’s last gift to the hometown he loved, Ralph Ward Jr., longtime president of the Bruce McMillan Jr. Foundation, worked tirelessly with Jann Smith, branch manager of the McMillan Memorial Library, to bring this project to fruition.

“We all have dreams, dreams for our own lives and dreams for our communities,” Ward told the Henderson Daily News last December after meeting with Rusk County Commissioners about the project. “This is just one of those dreams that I hope can become a reality for the people of Overton.”

Though Ward passed away earlier this year, his dream continues, and the project he helped lay the groundwork for has begun in earnest.

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Getting a (real) life

I consider myself to be a fairly well-read sort of fellow. Not only books but of the periodicals of our day. I believe it is important for someone in my field to make an effort to stay informed of the ideas of our Age, and those which reside around the next bend.

Among these ideas of our Age is the phenomenon of “social networking” in its present incarnation, as well as its constantly evolving and changing form.

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