This is Clarence, so named because he reminds me of the angel in the James Stewart movie, It’s a Wonderful Life. Something about the eyes, maybe.

I know people don’t turn into angels when they die, and then have to earn their wings. Angels and humans are separate created beings. Setting that aspect of the movie’s theology aside, I consider it a Christmas Eve classic despite it being the saddest movie I watch. If I’m feeling at all emotionally fragile, I let my husband watch it alone. Brave of me, hey?

But I like this snowman. And the movie-Clarence, while not in the Biblical class of angel, is a real sweetie. Maybe we bumbling humans could learn from his patient listening skills.