I’m a sucker for Christmas movie classics like It’s a Wonderful Life and White Christmas. I’m not sure why — especially White Christmas.

Snow is awful stuff. Flashback to a certain Boy Scout project. Leaders are dragging us out in the frozen stuff to tramp through neighborhoods to raise money by selling something that nobody wanted. I’m wearing tennis shoes. I freeze my toes off. Still, I like watching White Christmas.

I admit that nothing beats snow for expressing the fresh, the new, the unsoiled, the pure. So I shouldn’t be surprised to find that it’s an expression of just that for God. Of the resurrected Christ, we read, “His appearance was like lightning, and his clothing white as snow.” (Matthew 28:3)

Psalm 147 expresses the wonder of God’s creation, as “He gives snow like wool; he scatters hoarfrost like ashes. He hurls down his crystals of ice like crumbs; who can stand before his cold? He sends out his word, and melts them; he makes his wind blow and the waters flow.”

If it’s a blessing from God, I’ll embrace it. But I’ll embrace it from indoors. In fact, we built a winter wonderland in our attic this fall. We call it “insulation,” and our friendly snowman recently spent some quality time up in his element.

As for snow, I figure I’d better get used to it. “While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease.” (Genesis 8:22) Heat? That’s why we added that thermal radiant barrier, as well.