I’m a huge itunes fan… it pretty much changed listening to music for me. One of my favorite itunes features is the playcount. Every time you listen to the whole song (it doesn’t count if you skip the song or don’t listen to all of it) in itunes it records how many times you have listened to that song and when the last time you played it was. Itunes also makes a playlist for you called ‘Top 25 most played’. When I’m having a rough day or just need something to pick me up a little bit I almost always go to this playlist because it is a record of my favorite songs. I don’t think I would have said that some of these songs are my favorite, but sure enough when I hear them it makes me pretty happy. (I’ve had itunes since 2005 so these playcounts are since 2005) Here are my Top 25 and how many times I’ve listened to them in itunes:
1. You are Still Holy by: Rita Springer 204 times
2. He’s Always Been Faithful by: Sara Groves 201 times
3. Homesick by: MercyMe 181 times
4. Created to Worship by: Rita Springer 158 times
5. In the Secret of His Presence by: Sandra McCracken 146 times
6. Jesus I am Resting, Resting by: Alisa Dishong 132 times
7. My Stupid Mouth by: John Mayer 130 times
8. Come and Listen by: David Crowder Band 122 times
9. Everything by: Michael Buble’ 122 times
10. Micah 6:8 by: Charlie Hall 120 times
11. I Have to Believe by: Rita Springer 117 times
12. Provision Song by: Caedmon’s Call 115 times
13. Loving A Person by: Sara Groves 113 times
14. Jesus the Lord My Savior Is by: Sandra McCracken 113 times
15. Me and You by: Kenny Chesney 111 times
16, My Hero by: Rita Springer 111 times
17. I Boast No More by: Sandra McCracken 111 times
18. Be Still My Soul by: Jill Phillips 110 times
19. The Heart of Life by: John Mayer 109 times
20. Waiting on the World to Change by; John Mayer 107 times
21. Love With Justice by: Rita Springer 105 times
22. Rich Young Ruler by: Derek Webb 104 times
23. You Have Redeemed My Soul by: Enter the Worship Circle 102 times
24. She’s Everything by: Brad Paisley 97 times
25. We are Man and Wife by: Michelle Featherstone 96 times
So, what are your favorite songs?
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5.14.2009
9.03.2008
Nobody's Got it All Together
Rarely do I love an entire album or does it so fully speak to where I am in my life. I've been listening to Jill Phillips latest 'Nobody's Got it all Together' album on repeat and it is awesome! Really, I can't get enough of it. It says exactly how my heart is feeling and when I can put music and words to those feelings it is really freeing! I downloaded this album for FREE here. They have a lot of other really great music too. Go there, today, it is good for your soul.
10.23.2007
pictures and songs
I was looking through my recent pictures thinking about how they all remind me of song titles, so here they are with their respective songs...
song: 'Gotta Gettcha Some' by: Alan Jackson
song: 'Danger, watch yo'self' by: Some Rapper
song: 'I'm Not Afraid' by: Bebo Norman
song: 'You Picked Me' by:A Fine Frenzy
this one's not as obvious... see, Jeff loves his truck - but he also loves me and knows that I love the world and want to drive fuel efficient vehicles and be environmentally responsible. He's hoping Dodge will come out with a hybrid by the time we come back from being overseas. He still picked me, and will sell the truck even though he knows he could keep it. Isn't he wonderful?
song: Against My Better Judgment by: Futher Seems Forever
song: Always Better When We're Together by: Jack Johnson
song: 'Gotta Gettcha Some' by: Alan Jackson
song: 'Danger, watch yo'self' by: Some Rapper
song: 'I'm Not Afraid' by: Bebo Norman
song: 'You Picked Me' by:A Fine Frenzy
this one's not as obvious... see, Jeff loves his truck - but he also loves me and knows that I love the world and want to drive fuel efficient vehicles and be environmentally responsible. He's hoping Dodge will come out with a hybrid by the time we come back from being overseas. He still picked me, and will sell the truck even though he knows he could keep it. Isn't he wonderful?
song: Against My Better Judgment by: Futher Seems Forever
song: Always Better When We're Together by: Jack Johnson
7.19.2007
Front Porch Swing
I was sitting on the swing at the Addison's house the other night just praying and listening and this is what I wrote...
The temperature outside is perfect, there is just barely a breeze and the air smells like freshly cut grass. The gentle rumble of thunder sounds in the distance along with flashes of lightning illuminated behind the setting sun. The frogs, crickets, cicadas and the fluttering of wings form their own chorus around me. The pond ripples in the distance and the faint quacking of ducks rises above the water. And here I sit, just an audience to this perfect July evening. Only, there is a heaviness weighing around me that makes every noise seem louder and a little bit threatening. This phrase keeps orbiting around in my brain reverberating off of my heart and not finding its home in my soul … ‘To live is Christ and to die is gain.’ The weight it carries with it makes the insect chorus around me seem like a chanting to some unknown climax. I came out here to sit on this swing and find a refuge in this wilderness and now I’m wondering if we are friends or foes. Afraid – that is what I feel, grasping – like I’m reaching for something I am not sure I could hold on to even if I could touch it. I can’t be in control, I don’t get to direct the choir around me and I won’t know ultimately if we can be friends. Lord, I don’t know what else to say except it is YOURS. The Earth is your footstool and yet you count the hairs on my head. There is pain, confusion, uncertainty, some fear, and lots of faith and hope in Your Supreme goodness.
I am inspired by the lives of the Saints, saints like Paul – Paul Saxon and Paul formerly known as Saul. They both endured pain and suffering I can’t even wrap my mind around and yet there was a simple trust in Your provision for them and the ultimate goodness of Your love towards your children that spurred them onward. I am in awe of the way their lives and their deaths point toward the indescribable worth of Jesus Christ in all things.
Is there a storm coming? Is that the tension that hangs in the air? I don’t know … and that is okay because right now all that matters is joining in the chorus around me to worship the Creator of the Universe.
The temperature outside is perfect, there is just barely a breeze and the air smells like freshly cut grass. The gentle rumble of thunder sounds in the distance along with flashes of lightning illuminated behind the setting sun. The frogs, crickets, cicadas and the fluttering of wings form their own chorus around me. The pond ripples in the distance and the faint quacking of ducks rises above the water. And here I sit, just an audience to this perfect July evening. Only, there is a heaviness weighing around me that makes every noise seem louder and a little bit threatening. This phrase keeps orbiting around in my brain reverberating off of my heart and not finding its home in my soul … ‘To live is Christ and to die is gain.’ The weight it carries with it makes the insect chorus around me seem like a chanting to some unknown climax. I came out here to sit on this swing and find a refuge in this wilderness and now I’m wondering if we are friends or foes. Afraid – that is what I feel, grasping – like I’m reaching for something I am not sure I could hold on to even if I could touch it. I can’t be in control, I don’t get to direct the choir around me and I won’t know ultimately if we can be friends. Lord, I don’t know what else to say except it is YOURS. The Earth is your footstool and yet you count the hairs on my head. There is pain, confusion, uncertainty, some fear, and lots of faith and hope in Your Supreme goodness.
I am inspired by the lives of the Saints, saints like Paul – Paul Saxon and Paul formerly known as Saul. They both endured pain and suffering I can’t even wrap my mind around and yet there was a simple trust in Your provision for them and the ultimate goodness of Your love towards your children that spurred them onward. I am in awe of the way their lives and their deaths point toward the indescribable worth of Jesus Christ in all things.
Is there a storm coming? Is that the tension that hangs in the air? I don’t know … and that is okay because right now all that matters is joining in the chorus around me to worship the Creator of the Universe.
3.20.2007
Current Theme Song
The Hammer Holds
A shapeless piece of steel, that's all I claim to be
This hammer pounds to give me form, this flame, it melts my dreams
I glow with fire and fury, as I'm twisted like a vine
My final shape, my final form I'm sure I'm bound to find
So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the flames
And hurt a little, hurt for me my future is untold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds
And the water, it cools me gray, and the hurt's subdued somehow
I have my shape, this sharpened point, what is my purpose now?
And the question still remains, what am I to be?
Perhaps some perfect piece of art displayed for all to see
So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the flames
And hurt a little, hurt for me my future is untold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds
The hammer pounds again, but flames I do not feel
This force that drives me, helplessly, through flesh, and wood reveals
A burn that burns much deeper, it's more than I can stand
The reason for my life was to take the life of a guiltless man
So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the pain
And hurt a little, hurt for me, my future is so bold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds
This task before me may seem unclear
But it, my maker holds
- Bebo Norman
Sometimes someone else can say the things that are nearest to our hearts so much better than we could ever articulate... or maybe that is just me. This has been my anthem lately.
A shapeless piece of steel, that's all I claim to be
This hammer pounds to give me form, this flame, it melts my dreams
I glow with fire and fury, as I'm twisted like a vine
My final shape, my final form I'm sure I'm bound to find
So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the flames
And hurt a little, hurt for me my future is untold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds
And the water, it cools me gray, and the hurt's subdued somehow
I have my shape, this sharpened point, what is my purpose now?
And the question still remains, what am I to be?
Perhaps some perfect piece of art displayed for all to see
So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the flames
And hurt a little, hurt for me my future is untold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds
The hammer pounds again, but flames I do not feel
This force that drives me, helplessly, through flesh, and wood reveals
A burn that burns much deeper, it's more than I can stand
The reason for my life was to take the life of a guiltless man
So dream a little, dream for me in hopes that I'll remain
And cry a little, cry for me so I can bear the pain
And hurt a little, hurt for me, my future is so bold
But my dreams are not the issue here, for they, the hammer holds
This task before me may seem unclear
But it, my maker holds
- Bebo Norman
Sometimes someone else can say the things that are nearest to our hearts so much better than we could ever articulate... or maybe that is just me. This has been my anthem lately.
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