The Coming of Snow and the Coming of the Word

I love this extended analogy–although it’s almost eastern in its “coming into one,” it deftly expresses the connection between natural and human expressions of praise and how they are all useful in His eyes:

Snow.” As sure as every falling flake of winter’s snow has a part in the great economy of nature, so surely has every Word of God which falls within the sanctuary its end to accomplish in the moral sphere. I have stood on a winter’s day, and seen the tiny flakes in little clouds lose themselves one by one in the rushing river. They seemed to die to no purpose – to be swallowed up by an enemy which ignored both their power and their existence. And so have I seen the Word of God fall upon human hearts. Sent of God, from day to day and from year to year, I have seen it dropping apparently all resultless into the fierce current of unbelief – into the fiercer gulf-stream of worldliness which was sweeping through the minds and the lives of the hearers. But as I stood upon the river’s bank and looked upon what seemed to be the death of the little fluttering crystal, a second thought assured me that it was but death into life, and that every tiny flake which wept its life away in the rushing waters, became incorporate with the river’s being. So when I have seen the Word of God fall apparently fruitless upon the restless, seething, rushing current of human life, a recovered faith in the immutable declaration of God has assured me that what I looked upon was not a chance or idle death, but rather the falling of the soldier, after that he had wrought his life-force into the destiny of a nation and into the history of a world. And so it must ever be. The Word of God ever reaches unto its end. – S. S. Mitchell, in a Sermon entitled “The Coming of the Snow and the Coming of the Word,” 1884.

Psalm 149 Creation Praising Their Creator

I like the way this psalm hems everything in with praise to Him.  From Adam and Eve to the end of the world, the right state of all human and natural things is to proclaim the glory of their Lord.  On the past:

“Milton, in his Paradise Lost (Book V., line 153, etc.), has elegantly imitated this Psalm, and put it into the mouth of Adam and Eve as their morning hymn in a state of innocency.”

– James Anderson.

Note to self:  I need to read Paradise Lost again some day–slowly.  And on the future:

This Psalm is neither more nor less than a glorious prophecy of that coming day, when not only shall the knowledge of the Lord be spread over the whole earth, as the waters cover the sea, but from every created object in heaven and in earth, animate and inanimate, from the highest archangel through every grade and phase of being, down to the tiniest atom – young men and maidens, old men and children, and all kings and princes, and judges of the earth, shall unite in this millennial anthem to the Redeemer’s praise.

– Barton Bouchier


Psa 148:1  Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD from the heavens! Praise Him from the skies!
Psa 148:2  Praise Him, all His angels! Praise Him, all the armies of heaven!
Psa 148:3  Praise Him, sun and moon! Praise Him, all you twinkling stars!
Psa 148:4  Praise Him, skies above! Praise Him, vapors high above the clouds!
Psa 148:5  Let every created thing give praise to the LORD, for He issued His command, and they came into being.

Just occurred to me in passing that the new agers have it all backward—it should be the creation praising the Creator, not the creation praising the creation.  We should not praise the stars, sun and moon, nor look at them for divination.  Someday those very stars will also bow and praise Him–as it should be.


“The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display His craftsmanship.  Day after day they continue to speak; night after night they make Him known.  They speak without a sound or word; their voice is never heard.  Yet their message has gone throughout the earth, and their words to all the world. ”

-Psalm 19:1-4