There’s still time to nominate blogs for the 2005
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The Bloggies™ are a set of 30 publicly-chosen awards given to weblog writers and those related to weblogs.
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Congratulations, Marty
Marty Minto, the WORD-FM Evangelical radio talk show host I listen to most weekdays, was honored at the 2004 Achievement in Radio Awards. His show won Best Afternoon Show on a News Talk, Personality, or Sports Station. He won Best Talk Show Host.
Congratualtions, Marty! 🙂 (Thanks for the info, PowerBlog!)
Rewarding Excellence
The 2004 Weblog Awards have officially started!!!
Nominations in 33
categories are now open. Nominations close November 28, 2004, and voting for
the finalists in each category should begin December 1, 2004.
Go nominate some of the talented writers in St. Blog’s! 🙂 (Thanks, La Sawn, for the info)
Rhythm Nation
Dawn Eden, of the Dawn Patrol describes herself as "a nondenominational, small-'e' evangelical Protestant" who takes essentially "a sola scriptura approach to moral issues". She believes "that the Bible is the inerrant word of God". Why do I mention these things. I want to grab the attention of evangelical and fundamentalist readers.
Dawn has written an interesting piece about Christians and contraception. There's a lot of disagreement among Christians about the appropriateness of contraception, or lack thereof. I'd like my Protestant readers to read another Protestant's support of Catholic reproductive teachings and comment.
Veterans Day
My only medals are the scars
I’ve won in weary, peacetime wars,
A-fighting for my little brood,
To win them shelter, shoon and food;
But most of all to give them faith
In God’s good mercy unto death.My sons have medals gleaming bright,
Proud trophies won in foreign fight;
But though their crosses bravely shine,
My boys can show no wounds like mine–
Grim gashes dolorously healed,
And inner ailings unrevealed.Life-lasting has my battle been,
My enemy a fierce machine;
And I am marked by many a blow
In conflict with a tireless foe,
Till warped and bent beneath the beat
Of life’s unruth I own defeat.Yet strip me bare and you will see
A worthy warrior I be;
Although no uniform I’ve worn,
By wounds of labour I am torn;
Leave the their ribbands and their stars . . .
Behold! I proudly prize my scars.