Last night after I went to bed, it started to snow.  There was no sign it was going to snow the day before. In fact, it had warmed up to 40 degrees and rained most of the day, and the dirty vestiges of the last snowfall had all been washed away, leaving behind a dormant brown landscape.

When I woke at 5 AM and looked outside, yesterday's lifeless landscape was now a pristine, shimmering white. I thought, How beautiful!  The world has been transformed overnight while I slept. It's kind of like God's grace, falling silently with no one noticing, yet quietly remaking everything from bleak to beautiful.