This weekend I
coordinated the wedding of my sweet friend Austen. When she came to me last
fall, asking if I would help with her wedding planning, I readily agreed.
Little did I know what I was really getting myself into... "Helping" turned into
"full-out planning." LOL. Despite the initial shock of the reality of
my role, I was eager to tackle the challenge. I just have to explain the broad
scope of what I got myself into...
Back in the fall, I
was asked to plan a May wedding in Charleston ,
South Carolina . That was a
challenge, considering I live in Texas .
But we were making headway, and things were starting to fall into place. Right
before New Year's, the sweet bride came to me with an event revision: we were
moving the wedding to Texas !
Despite the fact the last few months of planning were gone, I was excited to
ease the stress of a far away wedding. The catch was that she was moving the
wedding up two months. That's right- a March
wedding in Texas .
I had just over 2 months to re-plan an entire wedding. Ha!
You have to
understand: I absolutely LOVE event coordination. It's my chosen career
choice, and never am I more in my element than when I am planning/coordinating
an event. And I was more than happy to help a friend. But I quickly realized I
was in over my head when the clock was ticking and I was a staff of one. I
faced wall after wall, challenge after challenge. But in the end- it was a
beautiful wedding, no major
mishaps, and the bride was happy. What more could I ask for?
As I ran around all
weekend trying to get this wedding to go off without a hitch, I had to pause
(if only for a brief millisecond) and reflect on what I was actually doing.
While it was crazy, and I nearly had a heart attack more than once over the
course of the weekend- lol- I realized that I was doing what I loved. And I
realized I couldn't give it up without a fight. Now understand, if God asked me
to give it up because He had something else for me, I would. It would be
extremely difficult to do, but I would do it. But throughout this job search
process, I have wondered if I was in the wrong industry. Given the economy,
there aren't a plethora of event jobs out there. But after this weekend, I felt
as though God was confirming the gifts/talents He created in me. This is what I
am supposed to do. It's not the overall calling on my life- planning
events as a calling would be silly. But I do believe it is the job He created
for me in this temporal world. The gifts and abilities He has developed in
me...I was meant to
plan events. My calling is how I plan those events and impact the people I come
in contact with for the glory of God and the advancement of His kingdom.
And so I continue
searching and I continue waiting. As I unloaded my car from the wedding, I had
a vision of the future. I looked at the mound of event materials that littered
my backseat, and I thought: one day, I am going to look back on this day and smile.
I am going to smile to see where I started...and how far God had brought me
from 'those early days.' I am going to smile as I think how I got my
start...and so I share with you a snapshot of my "before." This is
where Erin , Certified Meeting and Event
Planner, got her start: her apartment was her office, her living room was her
warehouse, her personal vehicle was her first loading truck, her
first clients were her friends...
On a
random note...I just have to say that I am a HUGE fan of staying in a hotel.
(Told you it was random). I think the thing I have realized is that it's not
just about staying in a hotel...it's about staying in a hotel by myself. I stayed in a
hotel over the weekend for the wedding so that I could be close to the event
venue...and I was happy as a clam. It was a basic hotel...a Holiday Inn
Express, actually. But just having my own space...so nice. I had a king-sized
bed, a flat screen HDTV, an in-room coffee maker, and my choice of pillow
firmness- lol. I am fairly easy to please.
My hotel room for the
event weekend...
The choice of pillow
firmness just made me laugh!
Ready to take on the
day...ready to tackle this wedding...
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