Category Archives: Faith

My Morning Happy Hour Routine

July 14, 2016

Morning Routine

“Remember to take care of yourself.  You can’t pour from an empty cup.” ~ Toby Mac

Do you have a set morning routine?  One of the hardest things for me about transitioning from a corporate job into starting a business from home has been re-establishing a schedule for myself.  As a wedding planner, I love that every day is completely different  – from meeting with new vendors, taking beautiful venue tours and of course working with new couples.  The problem is that I’ve been so excited to hustle and get out there that I lost my sense of grounding.  Life felt completely chaotic.

Last month I had the opportunity to completely remove myself from the situation.  I went to Iowa to visit my family for a little vacation and during that time away I was able to self evaluate.  First of all, spending time with my family always points me back in the right direction because they remind me of who I am at my core.  And secondly, it was nice to take a break completely from work and get revitalized.

When I returned home to Denver I was sure of one thing – I needed some consistency in my life.  Since mornings are my absolute favorite time of day (I love fresh starts and the uncertainty of the day ahead), I decided to put together a regular routine to get me going.  It’s definitely a work in progress, but here is what I’ve been doing in the last month that has made a huge difference in 1) my stress level, 2) my productivity, 3) my self confidence and 4) my faith.


My AM Happy Hour Routine

(…because who says happy hours have to be at 5 o’clock 😉 )

*Wake up around 6:00 or 6:30 am.

*Feed my cats and make coffee (pretty sure my Kerig is my favorite household appliance).

*Sit out on the porch (I love getting fresh air first thing) and read through a devotional or motivational book.  Sometimes I’ll light a candle for ambiance (this Rose Bouquet scented candle from Target is lovely!).  A few of my favorites items to read as of late are:

Jesus Calling

She Reads Truth

A Morning Prayer 

Thrive by Arianna Huffington

The Best Yes by Lysa TerKeurst

*Reflect, meditate and/or pray about whatever I read that day, and also pray for my family, friends and business.

*Journal for 5-10 minutes (this is so hard for me, but when I actually do it I feel better about life).

*Make breakfast and enjoy it at the kitchen table or on the porch.  I’ve realized that I really love cooking in the morning.  Lately I’ve been making eggs sunny side up with sautéed veggies, bacon or an english muffin and berries.


Being Intentional

This entire routine takes anywhere from a half hour to a full hour, depending on the day.  Afterward sometimes I’ll work out or just go ahead and put on some make up and get dressed and ready for the day.

Something I realized is that sticking to a routine is super intentional.  It’s hard to set aside an extra hour every morning  but I know the difference it makes for me and that makes it totally worth it!

How do you start your day?  Do you have a happy hour of your own that grounds you and reminds you of your purpose/goals?  Comment below!

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PS. My mom recently sent me this shirt (pictured above) in the mail and I’m obsessed – it’s so true!

Cheers,

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How Can It Be? A Reflection on Good Friday

March 25, 2016

Lauren Daigle Quote

‘”Come now, and let us reason together,” Says the LORD, “Though your sins are as scarlet, They will be white as snow.”‘ 

When I was growing up my mom and dad always made sure that our family took time to rest and reflect on Good Friday – the Friday before Easter when we recognize Jesus’ Crucifixion.  While I understood that Jesus had died for for our sins, I always looked forward to the celebration on Easter Sunday.  I wanted to skip the sad feelings, fasting, and quiet refection, and jump ahead to the excitement, family gatherings and most of all – the chocolate bunnies!

Now as an adult, however, I find myself reflecting so much more on the importance of Good Friday in order to really understand the whole story and promise of Easter.  This year as I read through the story of Jesus’ death and resurrection (Matthew 26 – 28 – which you can read here), I thought about how close I would have been to Jesus if I lived back then.  Would I have been standing toward the back of the crowd, not wanting to get involved?  Would I have been beside Him, fighting for His innocence?  Or would I have been afraid, going along with what the crowd wanted – His death on the cross?

In the end I’ll never know what I WOULD have done, but I can change what I am doing today.  Where is my heart?  Am I settling to be what the world says is a “good Christian”, or am I actively seeking out His Truth to be a REAL Christian?

Something that I have continually struggled with is believing that I am unworthy, and feeling ashamed – because how could I deserve Love after the sins I have committed and mistakes I’ve made?  Ultimately THIS is where the importance of our reflection of Good Friday comes into play.  It breaks my heart to think that Jesus, who did no wrong, loved us so much that he endured torture and death in order to wipe our slates completely clean.  That’s a Love I want to know.

The time for celebration is coming, but today we reflect on the death Jesus endured for us and the lives that we are able to live today because of His sacrifice and love.  In the end that’s His ultimate promise – that He will fight for us until the very end.  And knowing that makes it a good Friday.

PS. The quote from the image above comes from Lauren Daigle’s song How Can It Be? that I’ve been playing on repeat today.  You can listen here!

Cheers,

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Engaged

January 13, 2016

Image courtesy of Dave Soldano Images.

Recently I’ve been thinking a lot about my goals for 2016.  As corny as it sounds, I love setting goals.  I was always that girl in school who eagerly looked ahead, mapped out timelines of what needed to get done and had a blast getting figuring out each step along the way.

Last year my goals were big and very tangible (with years in the making) – move to Colorado, create a blog, start a wedding planning company.  This year, I want to continue to develop those things, but also have been struggling to figure out in what other ways I want to push myself to grow.

My friend Abby shared the following article –  I Should Be Engaged by Corinne Rogero – with me earlier this week and I was completely blown away!  It hit the nail on the head for me with that one thing I could focus on that will take a lot of effort but make life for myself and for others so much better.  Corinne’s story is a powerful read and I hope it inspires you as much as it did me.


I want to be engaged this year. As of yesterday I’ve been on this earth for more than twenty-three years, and I think it’s about time for me to be engaged.

I’ve been asking people on my Home Team what one word they want to hold true for 2016, and when the question was finally reciprocated by my friend Sanford, I couldn’t come up with anything. I hadn’t found one that quite fit just yet.

I would say seemingly meaningful words aloud to see if their meanings would hold any significance for what I want this next year to be.

I rustled up words like depth or rest or value and announced them to myself in the car or in the shower or on my walk to work. Nothing was clicking.

Until I drove to Joshua Tree yesterday morning, and that’s when a word so unexpected was whispered into the silence around me: engaged.

And I know it’s the right word for this next year because it scares me to say it aloud. I knew as soon as I heard it that it wasn’t my idea- I’d never ask for something so radical.

But as I sit in this snow-covered coffee shop on the side of Bear Mountain, that word keeps repeating itself in my mind to the point that I can feel it making itself at home and warming everything in me like the flat white in my coffee mug.

So for my twenty-fourth year of life I want to be engaged, but it’s probably not what you think.

I’m as single as a slice of American cheese right now, which is perfect for me and I prefer it that way.

But when I say I want to be engaged, I don’t mean I’m looking for a fiancé.

I mean I want to be engaged in the sense that I’m mindful of the people and surroundings and culture and the spiritual warfare around me.

I want to establish meaningful connections with the person on the other side of my coffee mug or in the booth across from me at dinner or in the passenger seat of my car.

I want to lean in and connect with the stories being told. I want to actively console the sorrows being shared. I don’t want to go through conversations absentmindedly anymore.

Because after two decades of being distracted by tomorrow and by my phone and by what’s happening in my peripheral, it’s about time I was engaged fully in these moments.

I just finished A Hobbit A Wardrobe and A Great War by Joseph Loconte. It’s a book about J.R.R. Tolkien’s friendship with C.S. Lewis and how the events of WWI shaped their views on life, transformed their writing, and grew them together as best friends.

I came across a quote in one of the last chapters from Lewis about what true friendship is and he says,

You will not find the warrior, the poet, the philosopher or the Christian by staring into his eyes as if he were your mistress: better to fight beside him, read with him, argue with him, pray with him.

I don’t think we’ll ever be fully engaged in the lives of others by staring at them through Instagram or Snapchat or by stalking their musical tastes on Spotify (all of which I’m fully guilty).

I think engagement happens when we turn off our phones and laptops and TVs and fight beside the people we love and want to know more.

It happens when we sit together in the silence of reading or doing a puzzle together or in the gentle murmur of prayer for one another.

I want to be engaged with this planet in my next year of life. I’ve already explored some of the most incredible landscapes in the past few months of living in California, but it’s only one state and I have the world at my fingertips.

So do you.

But if we never take the time to stick up for ourselves, to ask our employers for time away to rest and leave our cubicles and occupy our bodies and minds with the waterfalls and mountains and deserts and cobblestone streets of this planet, are we really living?

I want to engage in other cultures and environments and languages in this next year. I want to encounter more new places and faces than sticking to the social norms would allow.

More than that, I want to engage in the invisible war that’s taking place over the souls of the people around me.

I want to be locked and loaded with an arsenal of grace and truth and boldness to bring the good news of hope into the lives that intersect mine.

I want to be fully aware of God’s presence in every moment and not as much like Jacob who woke from his sleep and said, “Surely the Lord is in this place and I didn’t know it!”

John 1:10-11 says, “[Jesus] was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the world did not know him. He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him.”

I don’t want to be one of His own who is too busy or distracted or preoccupied to recognize his presence in every moment.

I heard a pastor once say, “The holiest moment in life is the one happening right now,” and I think he’s absolutely correct.

Because the enemy has quietly and viciously crept into this world and distracted us with empty connections and excuses of worrying about tomorrow.

C.S. Lewis portrays this in The Screwtape Letters. The antagonist Screwtape maliciously states,

The present is the point at which time touches eternity…It is far better to make [humans] live in the Future. Biological necessity makes all their passions point in that direction already, so that thought about the Future inflames hope and fear. Also, it is unknown to them, so that in making them think about it we make them think of unrealities.

If I want to be engaged in the holiest of moments, if I want to live fully aware of the battle taking place for the weary, helpless souls around me, tomorrow can (responsibly) worry about itself.

It’s a new year, I’m another year older, and I want nothing more than to be engaged.

Will you be engaged with me? Will you spend more time being present in the present and interacting with the current landscape and giving the enemy a good dose of his own fear as your heart and mind sync up with these points in time that touch eternity?

I think life looks better engaged, regardless of whether there’s a ring involved or not.

Because we have a God who’s engaged and none of us did anything to deserve his fullness in every moment.

Stop for just a second and hear Him gently whisper, “wake up to the life around you, my child. Awaken your senses to the people and places and my presence in this life, and I will wrap you up in light.”

What are your 2016 goals?  What is one thing you can do today to work toward becoming that person you’d like to be by 2017?

Cheers,

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The Unmaking

November 6, 2015

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Do you ever feel like you’re grasping so hard onto something that you just can’t seem to make work?  You put time, energy and love into it to help build it up and maintain it, but no matter how much you give, it’s just not staying put…

I was listening to the radio a few weeks ago and a new song from one of my favorite artists, Nichole Nordeman, came on.  As I listened to “The Unmaking”, it struck a deep chord for me.  While I am so excited now to have begun a season of hopefulness surrounding a new project (details to come soon!), over the last year or so I went through a season of uncertainty and discernment.  No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t quit hold things together in the way that I wanted to.

Nichole’s song talks about acknowledging when something isn’t working instead of fighting it, to let the process of “the unmaking” happen.  She shares…

“(We need) to allow the process of deconstruction to happen.  Where God allows us to take things down brick by brick and then to sit and reflect on what was broken.  

And He sits with us in that pile of rubble, and loves us, and waits with us, and is so patient, until it’s time – brick by brick – to rebuild things again.  

I think that there is strength and vulnerability in recognizing that we all need to go through the process of the unmaking.” 

WHOA, that is some powerful stuff.  What a beautiful relief to think that the unmaking and surrender of something is just as important (or sometimes even more important) than building something up; that the unmaking is not forcing us to take several steps backward, but instead is the key that allows us to move on to something greater.

Cheers to grace and new beginnings,

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