Last night’s sermon on snowflakes made me think of one of my favourite Christmas songs, called ‘Winter Snow’. The song reminds me that Christmas was all about God taking us by surprise, not coming in might or majesty or power, but coming in meekness, vulnerability and lowliness, coming ‘like a winter snow, quiet and soft and slow.’
Could’ve come like a mighty storm
With all the strength of a hurricane
You could’ve come like a forest fire
With the power of Heaven in Your flame
But You came like a winter snow
Quiet and soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below
You could’ve swept in like a tidal wave
Or an ocean to ravish our hearts
You could have come through like a roaring flood
To wipe away the things we’ve scarred
Ooh no, Your voice wasn’t in a bush burning
No, Your voice wasn’t in a rushing wind
It was still, it was small, it was hidden
(‘Winter Snow’, Chris Tomlin & Audrey Assad)
‘Winter Snow’, Chris Tomlin & Audrey Assad