IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE....

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?

So, here’s how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don’t lie and try to pretend your cool… and alot of the songs fit with the setting

Opening Credits:
"Point Shirley" - Rhett Miller

Waking Up:
"Never Cease to Amaze Me" - Aaron Keyes

First Day At School:
"Go Into the World" - Travis Cottrell

Falling In Love:
"Better Is One Day" - Rebecca St. James

Fight Song:
"For Good" - Wicked Soundtrack

Breaking Up:
"Bus Driver" - Caedmon's Call

Prom night:
"We Delight" - Caedmon's Call

Life:
"Searching for Jessica" - The Man from Snowy River soundtrack (not sure this one makes a whole lot of sense)

Mental Breakdown:
"Why Don't you and I" - Carlos Santana and Chad Kroeger

Driving:
"There's Only One (Holy One)" - Caedmon's Call

Flashback:
"Faithful" - Brooke Fraser (How appropriate!)

Getting back together:
HAHAHAHA "What Wondrous Love is This" - OMPC Choir

The following haven't exactly happened for me yet, but....

Wedding:
"He is Exalted" - Shane and Shane

Birth of Child:
"Child of God/Silent Night" - OMPC Choir

Final Battle:
"More Than a Feeling" - Boston

Funeral Song:
"Fallin In Love With You" - Josh Kelley

Final Credits:
"On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand" - Jars of Clay (I didn't cheat on this, I promise)

The Rabbit Room

I am a fan of Andrew Peterson. I just subscribed to his podcast, "The Rabbit Room," and listened to the first episode. He is reading a blog post that tells how "The Rabbit Room" came to be and why it is called such. As he was reading, the following stopped me as I was folding clothes and I had to go look up the actual post to read it for myself.

"History swept me up when I walked beneath the portcullis of the Tower of London, when I took communion in Westminster Abbey among the tombs of long-dead kings. The blood and body of Christ, shed for you, peasants and kings, pagans and priests. The feast at the table is good and gives life, and is your only hope for meaning and peace and rest from the baying of the hounds at your heels, because Death and Sin and Hatred pursue you and would swallow you up if not for the strong voice of Jesus saying “Peace. Be still.” And at his word the dogs snap back into the darkness with a yelp as if reaching the limit of their chains. History belittles us. Its story is one of conquest and murder and vast darkness, and the noblest of men ends up as dead as the thief. I realized as I walked through the hall of kings in the Abbey that my time here is brief and my earthly crowns are worthless as chaff; the words of my epitaph will ring hollow lest they point to the fullness of Christ."

We are just days away from the Advent season. I was reminded recently that as we celebrate, we aren't merely celebrating the birth of our Savior, but that He was born to die for us, and He promises to return to take His people home one day. I hope you are encouraged as you read this.

You can read the whole post by going here then clicking on "About the Rabbit Room." You can also listen to it on itunes.

I Was Tagged!

Looks like I'm it (thanks Shea). According to the official tagging rules, I'm supposed to post the forth photo from the fourth folder in my pictures file. Well, my fourth folder had many other folders in it so I took the fourth folder from that folder and the fourth photo from there. Did that make any sense? Anyway, here it is:

This is Anna and Abbi at Krispy Kreme, taken 1/29/05. That would make Anna 5 and Abbi 3? Wow! Abbi looks so different now.

Now I think I'm supposed to tag four new people so here goes:

1. Whitney
2. Shannon
3. Katy
4. Jason (you decide which one I'm talking about)

Now be a good sport and do as you were tagged to do!

Surprise!

Remember when you were a kid and you would beg your mom to buy you that box of cereal with the cool prize inside? Did you patiently eat cereal for days until you came to the toy in the box or did you pour all the cereal out at once to get to it? I wasn't allowed to pour it all out but I could shuffle the cereal around in the box and shake it until the prize worked it's way to the top.

I opened a box of Cheerios tonight and there, lying on top of the unopened plastic bag, was a toy slider thingy from the movie Madagascar 2. Despite the fact that I didn't have to dig for the toy, it instantly made me smile and brought back fun memories.

By the way, I didn't buy the cereal just for the toy.

Writer's Block

This was my post on gmail earlier this afternoon: "Julie wants to blog but is having a hard time getting started." Upon reading that, a few of my friends sent me some blogging suggestions. A couple of them thought I should blog about my love for them and how they have impacted my life. One person suggested that I discuss how the sky is blue or how monkey's swing on trees or how Josie is like a ninja. Still another friend said that I should blog about how excited I am to go to the beach this weekend. Thanks for the suggestions and the laughs.

BTW, I am SO excited about the beach this weekend!

My New Favorite Word Is...

HOSANNA!! I've heard that word many times in my life but until recently I never knew what it meant (thanks to Jason and Bob for enlightening me). I looked it up in Strong's Concordance, just to double check my sources, and found that Hosanna is a Greek word, a cry, an interjection (remember your School House Rock song?), meaning "save, I pray," or "save us." The root words are Hebrew terms meaning "save us" or "deliver us" and "now, I beseech, I pray." I think this is so cool!

HOSANNA!! Has become the cry of my heart lately as I talk to friends who are struggling with life and God's goodness. Andrew Peterson wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? It goes like this:

HOSANNA

"I am tangled up in contradiction. I am strangled by my own two hands. I am hunted by the hounds of addiction. Hosanna! I have lied to everyone who trusts me. I have tried to fall when I could stand. I have only loved the ones who loved me. Hosanna! O Hosanna! See the long awaited king come to set his people free. We cry O Hosanna! Come to tear the temple down. Raise it up on holy ground. Hosanna!

I have struggled to remove this raiment, tried to hide every shimmering strand. I contend with these ghosts and these hosts of bright angels. Hosanna! I have cursed the man that you have
made me. I have nursed the beast that bays for my blood. Oh, I have run from the one who would save me. Save me, Hosanna! O Hosanna! See the long awaited king, come to set his people free. We cry O Hosanna! Come and tear the temple down. Raise it up on holy ground Hosanna! We cry for blood, and we take your life. Hosanna! We cry for blood, and we take your life. It is blood, it is life that you have given.

You have crushed beneath your heel the vile serpent. You have carried to the grave the black stain. You have torn apart the temple's holy curtain. You have beaten Death at Death's own game. Hosanna! O Hosanna! Hail the long awaited king, come to set his people free. We cry O Hosanna! Won't you tear this temple down, raise it up on holy ground. O Hosanna! I will lift my voice and sing: you have come and washed me clean. Hosanna."

One other thing struck me as I studied this word. When you read Matthew 21:9, 15, Mark 11:9-10, and John 12:13, it seems that, while the people are crying out to Jesus for salvation, to be delivered, they are doing so with hearts of praise. I think this is worth pondering.

Aurora Leigh?

I heard a quote this weekend from one of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's poems but I'm not sure which one; if you know, please tell me.

"Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who sees, takes off his shoes - The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries."

I'm still pondering it but I really like it.