go through life looking for the big rocks that could harm us; we often see the ruts and the gullies that could wreck havoc upon our lives. How often do we end up battered and bruised because we overlooked the small pebbles or the hidden holes that Satan has placed in our path? I ran a local half marathon several months back, the race was in the mountains of Benton Tennessee and was full of rocks, roots and gullies. I was near the 9 mile mark when I let my eyes wander from the path before me, in one