Finding Me


The Tic-Tac was stuck. It was the last one. Somehow it had to come out. After all, it wasn't always stuck.

And that "somehow" was to squeeze the container to set it free.

Hmmm . . . the very thing we don't want or greatly dislike and makes us feel like the world is squeezing in on us might be the very thing to set us free.

From what?

Oh, so many things.

Fear of man.



Misplaced trust.

Careful! I've put a huge stone on the road to Mount Zion,
a stone you can't get around.
But the stone is me!

If you're looking for me,
you'll find me on the way, not in the way. 
         Romans 9:33 MSG

If you haven't read Carol Kent's book, Between a Rock and a Grace Place, it's amazingly convicting!