When I was young, I thought an avalanche started out as a snowball, and gained size rolling downhill. I know now it is more like a landslide. Digging out those caught in it is not like shoveling snow in your driveway; compacted snow can be likened to concrete.
Occasionally there are survivors. If you manage to stay near the surface, the grace of God is with you. But the force of an avalanche is destructive—like so many things in life it gains momentum and mass. There are plagues and social movements that can be compared to the avalanche.
Drug addiction and brutality towards our fellow humans, not just here but in countries where Christians are killed are examples. It’s a force enlarged.