Meet Liz.

There are so many special people that God has placed into my life. One that I am very grateful for is Liz. If you know her, count yourself among the wealthiest in the world.

Liz has the biggest, most beautiful brown eyes that you have ever seen. She is always smiling, always content, she always seems as if there is no where else in the whole world she would rather be. Always. She is never distracted. She lives in the moment. She is always calm, never too busy. When she asks questions, she really cares about the answer, she listens. She never interrupts. And Liz has an unshakable faith.

I, on the-other-hand, am always running around from thing to the next. I maintain a schedule that is busy, busy, busy (always doing something that seems very important at the time, but in hindsight my things are never as important as I think they are) I am constantly very distracted and always trying to squeeze people in to time slots. It is so very wrong. I have a lot to learn from Liz. I bet we all do. We all need Liz.

Liz has perfect timing. At that necessary moment, at the end of a long week, long day or even a looooong minute, Right before I tear out all of my hair, or scream at Mike for something silly but because I am at the end of my rope and I can't keep it together any longer.... I will run into Liz, or she will call, or I will receive a special note from her, it is like she has special powers or something.

Peace is restored.

Like. Last weekend. I was really tired after hosting the Gifts that Give Party and I came across a note from Liz. It was just laying on the counter...waiting for me to slow down and to find it.

Liz supported me and this cause that I care about, because that is the kind of friend that she is. And she wrote me a note to tell me. A thank you note. An eloquent, from-her-heart-brings-tears-to-your-eyes-and-fire-in-your-belly-thank-you-note. I treasure that it was a handwritten note. In our world of facebook and emails, a handwritten note is special. It is so very Liz.

And today. She came across something that she thought I would like to have, so she called and offered it to me. So thoughtful. So Liz.

Whenever I spend time with Liz I leave renewed and excited and compelled to be more like her. To be calm. To be quieted. To be purposed. To be the friend she is to me. She inspires me to seek out less in a world that is striving for more, because she knows the truth and sees through the facade with those huge brown eyes.