Summary: Humility is not debasing ones self; it is the elevation of Christ as King in our lives.
“The Pilgrim’s Path” Part-1, Mathew 5:1-12
As a teenager I spent two years living in Butte, Montana. Butte is nestled high in the Rocky Mountains in a small valley which rests directly in the shadow of the great continental divide; a massive mountain range which stretches from New Mexico through Colorado – where its highest peaks reside – through Wyoming, Idaho, and finally passing through and ending in Montana.
Easily seen from most parts of the Butte Valley is an immense statue which stands 90 feet tall at an elevation of more than 3,500 feet above the city of Butte, which lies in the valley below. The statue is more than 8,000 feet above sea level. It is a beautiful statue names “The Lady of Rockies” which is in the likeness of Mary, the mother of Jesus. The statue was constructed in honor of women and especially mothers everywhere. It was a nondenominational venture supported entirely by donations. It is a beautiful statue and a great source of pride for the local people.
One particular summer, my cousin, Lee, and I decided that we were going to walk up the mountain and touch that statue. He had only moved to Butte a couple of months before this time, along with his mother and younger sister. I had lived in Butte for a year, but I had never given much thought to touching the statue. So we decided to ask his mother to drop us off as the base of the mountain in about as straight a shot to the top as we could assess very scientifically, with our index fingers and a straight line drawn in the air to what looked liked a good spot.
She dropped us off fairly early the following morning with our backpacks loaded lightly, carrying a few bottles of water and a couple of sandwiches, we set out to climb the continental divide; a task which no doubt would take not more than a few hours and require little more than the breaking of a light sweat. As it turns out the terrain, which appears from the valley floor below, to be relatively flat is in fact riddled with crevices, cliffs, and giant rocky outcroppings of every variety. It took us nearly as long to get half way up as we had planned to be on the mountain altogether! At one point in our adventure we both had the most ominous feeling that something was following us up the mountain. Convinced that it was a mountain lion we gathered large walking sticks to defend ourselves.
After several hours of climbing, we finally reached near the top of the mountain. Through the trees we could see the gleaming white of the statue. Finally we came through the trees and stood near the base of the statue.
Very much to our surprise, however, what stood in front of us was a giant field of immense boulders which littered an area of several hundred feet beneath the statue. From the valley below it appears as thought the statue has a field of rocky debris beneath it. This is partially true. In fact, these boulders are the remains of the work of blasting the peak of the mountain apart to clear space for the statue and create a flat pedestal upon which the statue stands.