Written by me J.L. Russell October 23, 2013
There once was a little stone that was tossed around. The waves moved it on the drifting sands underneath the sea. It traveled many places, saw many things, then one day it stopped moving. You see someone came along one day and picked up that little stone; it was just what they were looking for, the last piece to finish the foundation they were working on. The little stone had found its special place, where it was meant to be, in a solid foundation.
Luke 6:48 It is like a person building a house who digs deep and lays the foundation on solid rock. When the floodwater’s rise and break against that house, it stands firm because it is well built.
Psalms 62:2 He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken.