Mustard Seed (Freedman/Johnson, #2)

by Laila Ibrahim

We don’ get to pick how big our good gets to be, but each of us picks if we gonna do some good right where we are.”

“If enough people put their drop of water in the same place, then we can make a flower bloom . . . right in the middle of the desert.”

“The Sower casts his seeds wherever he goes. Mos’ of the seeds ain’t gonna take root and blossom—but some will.