Sometimes grace arrives so quietly we almost mistake it for an ordinary moment.
A snowflake drifting into a cup of coffee. A pause in the middle of a winter morning. A brief awareness that something far greater than ourselves has just touched our lives.
Perhaps grace is not always found in extraordinary things. Perhaps it lives in the moments that remind us how deeply connected we are to everything around us.
This week’s reflection and poem, A Snowflake in My Coffee, explores the quiet realization that nothing in this world arrives separately, and how even the smallest moments can become invitations into grace.


