He who bears our weaknesses will manifest as a spoken word, concealed behind a veil of sounds, rather than radiating with the Spirit's power. Yet, as you contemplate the Man who was born of the Virgin, the breath of faith will gradually lead you to realize that He is born of the Spirit, prompting you to begin your ascent up the mountain. If you recognize Him upon the Cross, understanding that He triumphed over death instead of succumbing to it; or if you witness the trembling earth, the sun veiled, darkness enveloping the eyes of the unbelieving, the opened tombs, and the resurrection of the dead (See Mt. 27:52), which signify the awakening of the Gentiles who were spiritually lifeless when the light of the Cross illuminated them—if you perceive these mysteries, you have indeed ascended to a high mountain and witnessed a different aspect of the glory of the Word.
His earthly garments differ from those He wears in heaven. Perhaps the garments of the Word symbolize the declarations found in Scripture, the coverings of divine significance. Just as Christ was transfigured before Peter, John, and James, with His countenance changing and His garments becoming radiant (Luke 9:29), so too does the meaning of the sacred Scriptures become illuminated before the eyes of your mind. The divine words shine as white as snow, and the attire of the Word is of a whiteness that cannot be matched by any earthly whitewash (Mk. 9:3).
Let us seek out that whitewasher, that snow! We read that Isaiah visited the whitewasher's field (See Isaiah 7:3). The whitewashers dedicated themselves to cleansing and refining wool. Who is the whitewasher but the One who removes our transgressions? He assured us, If your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow (Isaiah 1:18). Who else is this whitewasher but He who purifies our physical impurities and reveals our minds—the garments of virtue—to the divine light? I have also encountered an argument from detractors that the eloquence of two wise men finds a comparison in snow and in bees, perhaps alluding to ancient poets.
In Virgil we find reference to this idea: georg. 2:309. Likewise, I discovered in David’s words: How sweet are Your words to my taste! They are sweeter than honey to my mouth (Ps. 118:103). Moreover: Your word, O Lord, is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path (Psalm 118:105). The Word of God is light, the Word of God is snow. Sweeter than honey and honeycomb is the Word of God: from divine lips flows utterance more delightful than honey, and clear words descend in sweet phrases like snow. Truly, only the Speech sent from heaven to earth, which nourishes the parched soil of our hearts, can be likened to snow. We are justified in making such a comparison! God Himself attests to this: Let them wait for My words like rain, and let My sayings drop down like dew, like rain upon the tender grass, and like snow upon the young plants (Deuteronomy 32:2).
Oh, Lord Jesus, may my soul sprout from the moisture of Your rain! Oh, if only You would cover my earth with the purity of Your snow, so that the plowed fields of my body, emerging from their winter sleep, would not become overgrown from premature warmth, but would yield the seeds of the heavenly Word, blanketed with snow! When snow falls, the birds of heaven find no resting place, and the wheat harvest springs forth more abundantly than ever before.