Sometimes, grace arrives in the most surprising forms – like a small hen showing up on your doorstep.
That’s exactly what happened to my daughter this week. Out of nowhere, a sweet hen began appearing at her door every morning. No one nearby seemed to know where she came from. She simply arrived, as if she had decided, “This is my home now.”
For several days, the hen returned faithfully. A sweet bird with nowhere to belong, looking for safety and care. My daughter and her husband watched her come and go. Finally, they decided to give her a proper coop. It was a new home. They gave her shelter, food, and a place to rest.
And isn’t that just how love often begins?
We notice something or someone in need.
We think about it for a while, maybe hesitate.
And then, when our hearts soften just enough – we make room.
Sometimes God sends us reminders of His own tenderness in feathers and quiet persistence. This little hen came looking for a home. She brought a message. Love often finds us first. It asks gently if we have space to care, to trust, and to nurture again.
Maybe something in your life has been quietly showing up.
What would it look like to open the door, to make room, to offer a small space of belonging?

Thank You Lord for the tender reminders You send in simple ways. You place a small creature at the door. You offer a moment of quiet invitation.
Teach us to notice what seeks shelter near us,
to open our hearts with kindness and care.
May our homes – and our lives –
be places where Your love finds welcome.
Amen.





