Concerts and Tattoos

I went to that Hawk Nelson, Jeremy Camp, MercyMe concert last night. It was really good. I felt bad because I'm not the biggest CCM fan... and I think a lot of Christian concerts are just corny and semi-ridiculous... but it was actually really good. And it got me thinking. I'm really glad God made musicians/artists. People complain about them all the time-- at least the circles that I'm in(which is weird because I'm surrounded by artists... so essentially they would be complaining about themselves....?)-- but I'm really thankful for them. They just have so much passion and it's cool to see them get so excited about the gospel. It just spreads like wildfire. I love it.

I got tattoos on my wrists the other day. It hurt waaaaaay more than I thought it would. I got "Grace" on my left wrist and "Truth" on my right. In Greek. I love them. My best friend helped me. When I got to the shop with my original tattoo idea, my tattoo artist basically told me not to get what I was wanting because it would look like crap in 10 years. I'm glad I listened to him. I'm really happy with these. As soon as they heal i will post photos. They're looking pretty funky right now. 

I'm sitting in a coffee shop right now and I'm sitting next to these ladies who are all in their 40s and they're working on a class project. older women are always such overachievers when they're in college. They're so intense. There are 5 of them at the table next to me. I came here to relax... pff... that didn't happen. 

I don't like being stressed. I'm a fairly chill, low intensity kind of gal. Not these days. There is so much going on around me and so many though process going through my brain. I don't like that. I'm in need of some good 'ol serenity. 

I'm so glad Christ is so peaceful. His yoke is easy. I love that. 

ok I have to go to Costco. I hate that store. Let's hope this is  a good experience.

i'm doing this for you

Ive noticed that when I don't blong on a consistant basis... like every other day or so... I can't figure out anything to write about. I'm poor and cant afford internet at my house so that's why I don't write consistantly. I wish I did. I like going back and reading old blogs.

I was watching tv at my Kelsi's house tonight(because I can't afford cable either) and there was a program on TLC about a man with elephant's disease. Hey kim, it was the guy from Portugal. It was crazy. The whole time I was thinking,"I know that guy. I've sat with him. I use to live there. I went to that coffee shop all the time. I love that restaurant......etc..." It made me sad. I miss that place so much.

I'm growing out my hair. I hate this process. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to keep long hair while in hair school? Everyone is so "cut happy" and they just want to cut it right off. I don't trust any of those girls though. Taylor has ruined me for life.

I was reading through Isaiah 6 tonight and I was just overwhelmed by the gospel. Ya know, when you are truly in awe of God's holiness the things of this world don't seem to really matter anymore. I want to live like that. Man... lately I have seen so many people get so consumed by selfish ways of thinking. If they truly grasped to greatness of holiness of God those things would be like dust in the wind. But ya know, who am I? By no means have I overcome myself. Paul knew what he was talking about with that whole "die to yourself daily" stuff. Man it's hard.

I'm praying through some pretty huge things right now. But what's new?

High School = Boo

I'm currently sitting in the room with a high school couple. I could shoot myself. They are constantly bickering and saying "I hate you" and wrestling. Here is a pic of what I'm currently living through.

I'd rather scratch my eyeballs out.

Brianne... the girl in the photo above... thought the show CSI was real. Like reality. Like actuality. Seriously? Who thinks that?

and Bonanza. She thought that was real too. We then talked about how the time period is real... and the show is possibly based off real accounts in history... but no, Brianne. Bonanza is not reality TV.

wow. Thank you public schools. I need a cig.

Leave the Drama for Your Mamma

Today was a fun day. I went to lunch with the girls A.K.A. Kelsi and Julia. They're so much fun. I cut Kelsi's(the one on the left) hair last night. She has been growing it out forever and it's finally to the length were she wants it. Well, I cut it about an inch too short and she was sad that her hair was "gone". I cried. Don't tell her. she doesn't know. My best friend is right. She said, "hey.. it's good to be humbled every once in a while."

That smile up there is a typical Ramey smile. We all do it.

LifeGroup was so good tonight. We've been talking about prayer and how God answers them and how sometimes He doesn't. We talked about the different prayers we pray... so on and so on. I love how it ended though because it was like we came to the realization that everything we were talking about was so self-focused and not focused on the sovereignty and beauty of the Lord. So then we started talking about out favorite attributes of God and it was so beautiful. We were all smiling through our tears. Even the men. I love when men cry over Beauty. It was a great time. And we just prayed, telling God how beautiful and amazing and glorious He is.... and I just kept thinking "He loves this. This makes Him so happy."

I had a fantastic conversation with my roommate, Julia(the one on the right up there) about relationships. I came to the realization last night that I have never had a godly relationship. I've dated my fair share of guys...many of them--really great guys, but never have I been in a relationship where he has been the leader and we really seeked the Lord together. I'm looking forward to that.
this is us again. We were told to act like an animal. I think Kelsi is a pig. I'm a monkey. and I'm not exactly sure what Julia is... maybe a bird....?

I blame this picture on the fact that I'm a lightweight and had one drink which resulted in slight intoxication.

Prayer

Deep breaths... deep breaths..... 

My life has been rather insane these days. I'm definitely taking it one day at a time. I told my best friend to "excuse my cynicism-- I wake up to a continual burden daily". 

I'm so dramatic.

I read this thing on my cousin, Alyson's, blog today. It really calmed my spirit. 

I am leading you, step by step, through your life. Hold My hand in trusting dependance, letting Me guide you through this day. Your future looks uncertain and feels flimsy-- even precarious. That is how it should be. Secret things belong to the Lord, and future things are secret things. When you try to figure out the future you are grasping at things that are Mine. This, like all forms of worry, are an act of rebellion-- doubting my promises to care for you.

Whenever you find yourself worrying about the future, repent and turn to Me. I will show you the next step forward, and the one after that, and the one after that. Relax and enjoy the journey in My Presence, trusting me to open up the way before you as you go.

I feel so needy in my prayer life these days. I know this is wrong-- but I often don't pray for myself because I feel it's selfish. But then God showed me that He wants to know the burdens of my heart and He wants to know the joys of my soul. So with that said, I've been very broken these days and I've just been pouring it out to God. And I feel so close to Him. It's really great. He reeeeally does calm the storm. He reeeeeally is all I need. 

I'm currently on the phone with BFF-Kim and we're both writing and not talking to one another. I love her. I love how vulnerable I can be with her and she doesn't even judge me. 

Cell phones= no school

so I started my third week of hair school this week. I had no idea how much I loved hair. This has been the best choice, educationally, I have ever made. I never would have thought I would say that. And I don't think it is the best choice for a lot of people. But definitely a great one for me.

Speaking of hair school, I got kicked out for the last three hours of class today. haha... rules are rules and the biggest rule on campus is we cant have our cell phones in class. and I peeked to check a text today and got caught. So out I was. What I don't get is somehow I get kicked out of class for my cell phone, but the girl sitting next to me is tweaking out on hardcore drugs everyday and she gets to sit in class..... oh well.... not bitter.


I need new music in my car. Im sick of the same stuff everyday. Kim, remind me to make new cds.

Yesterday was an amazing day at church. I love my church. It was good to hear the gospel. Hearts were broken. It was great. It kills me to see people hurting. Man... people are really hurting in our church... but God is healing them. I know it.

I want to hear God's voice. All the time. God speaks to me often, but I want a heart that can hear the quietest of whispers. I want my soul to be so in tune with God's. I want to pray more. And listen more. And obey more.

"My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me."-- John 10:27

No Babies....

I'm sitting on the phone talking to my best friend. I love her. Do you want to know what I love about her? She truly desires to have a heart like God's. Her heart breaks over her broken-ness. make sense? And she cares so much about the people that surround her and the spiritual location of their heart. She really wants to bring people closer to God's heart. She really is a beautiful person.

So I have this dog. You've heard about him. His name is Huckleberry. I'm really fed up with him right now. I came home the other night and found that he had gotten into my make-up bag and completely destroyed many essential make-up items.

I had a breakdown.

right there in the livingroom floor. Bawling. Thinking... I should sell him. Life would be easier. I could pay off some bills and I wouldn't have half-eaten make-up. I said this to my best friend and she said, "maybe you shouldn't have children."

She's right. Because the day the shit hits the fan is the day I have a breakdown in my living room floor and contemplate selling my children..... that shouldn't happen.

I think I'll just stick with Huck for now.

I started hair school this past week. I absolutely looooooooove it. I have no idea why I didn't do this sooner. I love it. love it.

Alright-- it's extremely late for me. 1:00 AM is late when you're use to 10:00.

G'night world.