Her Eyes Held An Endless Kind Of

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 Can Spend 10 To 15 Minutes With Someone, And They Can Tell Me What They're Going Through. I May Never Have Gone Through That, But I Get It On A Really Deep Level.

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

Christmas Is ... A Time To Mark Our Progress Through This Earthly Journey. Every December We Can Look Back And Marvel At The Designs Of God And Realize How Very Little We Are In Control Of The Events That Shaped The Past Year. Then, With Hearts Full, Look To The Celebration Of That Silent, Holy Night, And All Its Certainty. Because Of Christmas, This We Know: Christ Was Born For Us. He Is Love, And The Plans He Has For Us Always Surpass Those Of Our Own.

The Way Of A Fool Seems Right To Him, But A Wise Man Listens To Advice.