The Lily of the Valley is a humble little flower, they grow in places that are shady and lowly. They are not flashy or showy, nor do they grow on thick, strong bushes. They are a delicate, gentle flower. If you are like me and love flowers you try your hand at planting a few bulbs in hope they will grow and bloom into something beautiful in a flower bed. My somewhat green thumb can’t seem to grow anything here in Montana, even a few bulbs of Lily of the Valley.
Jesus - The Lily of the Valley
Humility is a trait we see in Jesus throughout the Gospels. He could have been born in a palace and placed in the royal baby crib and given the luxuries as a royal offspring. But God chose for Jesus to be born in a lowly stable and His bed, a food trough for animals. Jesus grew up in a carpenter’s home, in a regular town, with regular parents and siblings. While He wasn’t ordinary, I’m sure He grew up within an ordinary life with family and friends. One day we may hear all about the childhood Jesus had that is not recorded in the Bible.
Matthew 11:29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. (bold emphasis is mine)
When Jesus chose His disciples, He chose ordinary men. These men were dedicated to their families and occupations, they knew hard work and were willing to be used of God. Jesus and these men left behind everything they owned and everyone they knew to teach and share the Gospel with others.
Matthew 8:20 And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.
When Jesus and His disciples traveled, they did so in a way that did not bring them recognition; they humbly went not making a grand entrance. Ordinary people followed Jesus throughout the towns, many who were looking for the hope that only He could give and all saw and heard the true authority of Jesus.
Jesus’ birth was lowly, but His life and works were exalted.
I’ve found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me,
He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
The Lily of the Valley – Charles W. Fry