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Christmas Is A Time To Mark Our Progress Through This Earthly Journey. Because Of Christmas, This We Know: Christ Was Born For Us. He Is Love, And The Plans He Has For Us Always Surpass Our Own.

A Verse Came To Mind, One That Has Comforted Kari Before. It Was The Shortest Verse In The Bible: Jesus Wept. If He Cried Over Jerusalem, If He Cried Over The Death Of Lazarus, Surely He Was Crying Now Over The Death Of Her Dreams, The Death Of Her Marriage.

They'd Had Fun, For Sure. They Laughed And Enjoyed Being Together. But If She Was Painfully Honest With Herself, Something Was Missing. Something In The Way Tim Looked At Her. She Remembered Her Mom's Word. "i Saw The Way He Looked At You...he Adores You." Maybe That Was It. Tim Looked At Her On A Surface Level. He Smiled And Seemed Happy To See Her. But When Cody Looked At Her, There Were No Layers Left, Nothing Her Didn't Reveal, Nothing He Couldn't See. He Didn't Really Look At Her So Much As He Looked Into Her. To The Deepest, Most Real Places In Her Heart And Soul.

I Write About The Trials And Triumphs Of Contemporary Life - And Often The Readers See Themselves Between The Lines Of The Story.

Her Eyes Held An Endless Kind Of Love For Him.