“Consider the lilies…” Who ever heard a lily complaining about its circumstances? It accepts the conditions in which it finds itself, and makes the best of them. It drinks in heaven’s sweet light, air, dew and rain, and unfolds its own loveliness in quietness and peace … The lily grows from within. So ought we to grow … The lily is an emblem of beauty … It is a picture of perfect peace. Who ever saw wrinkles of anxiety in a lily’s face? God wants us to grow into peace … The lily is fragrant: so should our lives be. The lily sometimes grows in black, boggy conditions, but remains unspotted. Thus we should live in this world.
(J. R. Miller)