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The Little Brown Seeds

In spring, Ben went to Grandpa's house. Grandpa had a small garden by the fence. He gave Ben a cup of seeds. The seeds were little and brown. "Can these little things grow?" Ben asked. "Yes," said Grandpa. "God put a plan in each one."

Ben made a row of small holes. He dropped one seed in each hole. Then they patted the soft dirt down. Grandpa closed his eyes for a moment. "Thank You, God, for seeds," he said. His voice was quiet, like the wind.

Waiting Is Hard

The next day, Ben ran to the garden. He looked and looked at the dirt. He saw no leaves or sprouts. He only saw plain brown dirt. "Grandpa, the seeds are not working!"

Grandpa smiled and sat on his bench. "Seeds do slow work," he said. "Slow work is still good work." Ben did not like slow work. But he wanted to see the plants. So he waited one whole week. Then he waited one more.

Every morning, Ben watered the row. The water fell like soft rain. One day, he saw tiny green dots. "They came up!" Ben shouted. Grandpa laughed a happy laugh. "God was not sleeping, was He?"