My Little Mustard Seed
Life’s storms often arrive unexpectedly, shaking our world and leaving us uncertain about what’s next. But I’ve come to realize that not every storm is meant to devastate us. Some storms come to bring the rain we need to plant new dreams and nurture growth we never saw coming. One evening, I was watching the news and saw a storm brewing in the gulf. The sky was an ominous slate-gray, heavy with thick, churning clouds that promised more than just a passing shower. Instead of feeling anxious, I saw an opportunity. I went to my garden patch, broke up the ground, and turned over the soil, knowing that the storm—along with its rain—was on its way. I scattered my mustard seeds across the freshly tilled earth, trusting that the rain would nourish the soil, even if some seeds were washed away. That night, the storm came, and the rain poured down. By morning, my mustard greens were already sprouting through the soil. What could have been seen as a threat became a major break through the very
