Confession/Project Time

I have a confession to make. We have 4935 songs in our iTunes. Some of these songs were purchased on the web but the majority of them come from our cd collection. The sad thing is I haven't taken the time with each cd to really read the lyrics and give it a good listen. Some of these neglected cds are of artists I already know I love like Sara Groves, Eli, Beki Hemingway, Nichole Nordemann, Mercy Me, Emmylou Harris, Counting Crows, Pearl Jam, Trisha Yearwood etc. Yet I continue to desire and purchase new cd's when I'm sure that I already own some undiscovered treasures.

I am a messy person in general but there are certain things that just have to be in order. The dishes can wait another day but my cd's must be filed in books in alphabetical order. We have 5 good size cd books to go through. This is a BIG project and I have no earthly idea how long it will take. God help me if I decide to attack my bookcase in the same manner. There's undiscovered treasure there as well.

Before I start with the A's I started out with the 2 Derek Webb cd's we borrowed from Scott Duebber. He does a great job of combining relevant, thought provoking lyrics with great melodies.

It was super hard to pick a favorite from these two albums but I decided to go with "T-Shirts" which Scott played at church a few weeks ago.
Check it out:


T-Shirts (What We Should Be Known For)
words and music by derek webb
they'll know us by the t-shirts that we wear
they'll know us by the way we point and stare
at anyone whose sin looks worse than ours
who cannot hide the scars of this curse that we all bare

they’ll know us by our picket lines and signs
they’ll know us by the pride we hide behind
like anyone on earth is living right
and isn’t that why Jesus died
not to make us think we’re right

chorus
when love, love, love
is what we should be known for
love, love, love
it’s the how and it’s the why
we live and breathe and we die

they’ll know us by reasons we divide
and how we can’t seem to unify
because we’ve gotta sing songs a certain style
or we’ll walk right down that aisle
and just leave ‘em all behind

they’ll know us by the billboards that we make
just turning God’s words to cheap clichés
says “what part of murder don’t you understand?”
but we hate our fellow man
and point a finger at his grave

chorus

they'll know us by the t-shirts that we wear
they'll know us by the way we point and stare
telling ‘em their sins are worse than ours
thinking we can hide our scars
beneath these t-shirts that we wear