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Authors: Karen Kingsbury
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feelings and the sincerity of his intent.
After that, Kari's six months in New York passed in a blur of modeling and quiet time spent writing in her journal. When she came home, she was sure she'd finally put her feelings for Ryan behind her. Her feelings were for Tim and Tim alone. A week after her return to Bloomington, Tim Jacobs asked her to be his wife, and now she had no hesitation.
Five months later they were married. By then, Tim had finished his doctorate and landed a tenure-track position at the university. He left his job at the paper but retained his weekly column on the editorial page, hoping eventually for a syndicated spot. The phone rang almost daily with modeling jobs for Kari. They found a house they loved in an older subdivision just minutes from the university-and an easy drive to visit her parents or siblings. Back then, their whole life had been a promise.
Kari got dressed, brushed her hair, and flipped on the blow- dryer. The blast of hot air dried up the images from her past. Tears nipped at the corners of her eyes, and she wondered if she'd ever laugh again.
How did every thing get so bad, Lord? Kari clenched her teeth. How could he do this to me?
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She ran a brush through her hair once more and turned to leave. The air was chilly that morning, but she would be warm soon. She was minutes away from being back at the house where she had grown up, from falling into her mother's arms, and from trying to figure out how she was going to change Tim's mind about wanting a divorce.
And how she could ever love Tim again if he did want a divorce.
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John Baxter got news of his daughter's troubles during the break between his first and second patients that morning. Elizabeth's phone call had indicated no specifics, just that something bad had happened. Something between Kari and Tim.
"She's coming home to talk to me," Elizabeth told him. "I've never heard her like this, John. Please . . . please pray."
The news hit him like a Mack truck, and as soon as he finished with his last patient that morning, he retreated to his office, locked the door, and got on his knees. They creaked more than they had when he was younger, but that didn't matter.
John worked every Tuesday through Thursday in the office and spent Fridays teaching medical anatomy at the university. He made rounds at the hospital on Mondays. At every one of those places he was known for his medical expertise.
But here, on his knees, he was just another sinner saved by grace, a man humbly awed that the God of the universe would care about his concerns. I am nothing, Lord. You are everything. I come to you with a heavy heart.
John's prayers moved from thoughts to words as he shared the 52
fullness of his concerns with the only One who could do something about them.
"Father, it's Kari. . . ."
He paused for a moment and wondered if Elizabeth was right if indeed something had happened between Kari and Tim. if the problem was serious? What if Tim was seeing someone else? A memory came to mind, something John had long since dismissed. He'd had lunch nearly a year ago with several professors, including an acquaintance in the journalism department! The man, a bitter scribe in his sixties-had asked about Tim.
"He's your son-in-law, right, Baxter?" the man barked across the table.
"Yes. He's married to my daughter Kari."
"Well," the man sneered, "tell him to remember his position, He's too friendly with the female students. Makes the rest of us look bad. Unprofessional."
John had dismissed the comment, assuming the man to be jealous or mistaken somehow.
But now ...
John sighed and folded his hands in front of him. If Tim had been unfaithful, he was perhaps the one person who should have seen it coming. He remembered that he was trying to pray. "Sorry, Lord, I'm distracted. It's just . . . you've put this fix-it thing in me that makes me want to understand a problem and work on it until it's better. It's why you had me be a
After that, Kari's six months in New York passed in a blur of modeling and quiet time spent writing in her journal. When she came home, she was sure she'd finally put her feelings for Ryan behind her. Her feelings were for Tim and Tim alone. A week after her return to Bloomington, Tim Jacobs asked her to be his wife, and now she had no hesitation.
Five months later they were married. By then, Tim had finished his doctorate and landed a tenure-track position at the university. He left his job at the paper but retained his weekly column on the editorial page, hoping eventually for a syndicated spot. The phone rang almost daily with modeling jobs for Kari. They found a house they loved in an older subdivision just minutes from the university-and an easy drive to visit her parents or siblings. Back then, their whole life had been a promise.
Kari got dressed, brushed her hair, and flipped on the blow- dryer. The blast of hot air dried up the images from her past. Tears nipped at the corners of her eyes, and she wondered if she'd ever laugh again.
How did every thing get so bad, Lord? Kari clenched her teeth. How could he do this to me?
50
She ran a brush through her hair once more and turned to leave. The air was chilly that morning, but she would be warm soon. She was minutes away from being back at the house where she had grown up, from falling into her mother's arms, and from trying to figure out how she was going to change Tim's mind about wanting a divorce.
And how she could ever love Tim again if he did want a divorce.
_
51
----
John Baxter got news of his daughter's troubles during the break between his first and second patients that morning. Elizabeth's phone call had indicated no specifics, just that something bad had happened. Something between Kari and Tim.
"She's coming home to talk to me," Elizabeth told him. "I've never heard her like this, John. Please . . . please pray."
The news hit him like a Mack truck, and as soon as he finished with his last patient that morning, he retreated to his office, locked the door, and got on his knees. They creaked more than they had when he was younger, but that didn't matter.
John worked every Tuesday through Thursday in the office and spent Fridays teaching medical anatomy at the university. He made rounds at the hospital on Mondays. At every one of those places he was known for his medical expertise.
But here, on his knees, he was just another sinner saved by grace, a man humbly awed that the God of the universe would care about his concerns. I am nothing, Lord. You are everything. I come to you with a heavy heart.
John's prayers moved from thoughts to words as he shared the 52
fullness of his concerns with the only One who could do something about them.
"Father, it's Kari. . . ."
He paused for a moment and wondered if Elizabeth was right if indeed something had happened between Kari and Tim. if the problem was serious? What if Tim was seeing someone else? A memory came to mind, something John had long since dismissed. He'd had lunch nearly a year ago with several professors, including an acquaintance in the journalism department! The man, a bitter scribe in his sixties-had asked about Tim.
"He's your son-in-law, right, Baxter?" the man barked across the table.
"Yes. He's married to my daughter Kari."
"Well," the man sneered, "tell him to remember his position, He's too friendly with the female students. Makes the rest of us look bad. Unprofessional."
John had dismissed the comment, assuming the man to be jealous or mistaken somehow.
But now ...
John sighed and folded his hands in front of him. If Tim had been unfaithful, he was perhaps the one person who should have seen it coming. He remembered that he was trying to pray. "Sorry, Lord, I'm distracted. It's just . . . you've put this fix-it thing in me that makes me want to understand a problem and work on it until it's better. It's why you had me be a
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