Quotes About Sacrifice

Zinu, ka neviens nevar dab?t visu, un m?s, imigranti, to zin?m lab?k par citiem. Kad cilv?ks pamet savu zemi, vi?š st?v ar katru k?ju cit? viet?. Sirds saš?e?as uz pus?m, un viena pus?te allaž tiecas p?c otras. T? ir cena, kas mums j?maks? par to, kas esam.

Strength—real strength—is not doing what someone asks you, necessarily. Strength is turning up every day to a situation that is intolerable, unbearable even, just to support the people you love. Strength is being in that terrible room hour after hour

Qué decidirías cuando hacer feliz a la persona a la que amas significa también destrozarte el corazón?

You and I. We are both immigrants. We both know it is hard to find your place in this world. You want to make your life better, work hard in country that is not your own—you make new life, new friends, find new love. You get to become new person! But is never a simple thing, never without cost.

Perhaps all freedom—physical, personal—really only came at the cost of somebody or something else.

We need to realize that Jesus Christ came to die for our sin and to pay the price for our iniquity. If He never does anything else in this life presently, that is more than enough to merit our loyalty, our affection, our devotion. If He never does another thing for me, if He never gives another blessing to me, I owe Him my life because of what He did on Calvary.

the selfless disregard of reward brings the greatest reward. There is room for reward and punishment within a structure of covenantal love, but there is no room for genuine covenantal love premised on reward and punishment alone.

Yes!" the carpenter exclaimed. "When you love, you serve, and when you serve, you sacrifice. Service requires a sacrifice of something. Whether it's time, energy, money, love, effort, or focus, serving others always costs you something, but with service and sacrifice, you gain so much more.

And she doesn't understand why he doesn't want to put out his medal like a trophy. And he can't tell her that he liberated Europe with a spade.

The attacks of September 11 - and subsequent acts of terror from London to Madrid to Fort Hood, Texas - embody the most repulsive of human instincts, the will to power at the price of the lives of others.

The Resurrection of Jesus is...a symbol of hope...I don't see how you can show love...without being in solidarity with the victims of this world. And if you are in solidarity with the victims, I don't see how you can avoid the cross. The theology of the cross is the theology of love in our real world.

But I was not really shown how to take up my cross and actually follow Christ. The crisis of American Christianity basically boils down to this failure. I still don't claim to know how to walk the way of the cross or the path of resurrection very well. But I think that the quest to do so is still at the heart of a meaningful faith. What does it look like to live sacrificially but also incarnationally? Christ was God incarnate, made flesh. How do we walk through death to life, here, now?

Do you want to be known for your demands for your rights, even at the potential cost of other people's lives? Or do you want to be known as the type of Christian who is happy to be inconvenienced to serve the weak around us?

when Jesus was crucified, "the image of God was one of absolute vulnerability.

Och Benjamin slappnar av i Rasmus famn och vet att han ska överge allt han någonsin levt för och trott på för den här famnens skull.

Varje natt på Klara Norra tillbads han och offrades, hans kropp styckades och åts, och nästa morgon återföddes han hel och levde igen.

En estos tiempos en los que todo el mundo ansía tener éxito y vender, yo quiero brindar por aquellos que sacrifican el éxito social por la búsqueda de lo invisible, de lo personal, cosas que no reportan dinero, ni pan, y que tampoco te hacen entrar en la historia contemporánea, en la historia del arte o en cualquier historia. Yo apuesto por el arte que hacemos los unos para los otros, como amigos.

The price of art is the destruction of a living tree.

Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It's a given and that's the secret.

I would have given him everything. I would have pulled down planets to make our life work.

Intend to live in continual mortification, and never to expect or desire any worldly ease or pleasure.

I claim no right to myself, no right to this understanding, this will, these affections that are in me. Neither do I have any right to this body or its members, no right to this tongue, to these hands, feet, ears or eyes. I have given myself clear away and not retained anything of my own.

The way to Heaven is ascending; we must be content to travel uphill, though it be hard and tiresome, and contrary to the natural bias of our flesh.

I have received my all from God; oh that I could return my all to God! Surely God is worthy of my highest affection, and most devout adoration; he is infinitely worthy, that I should make him my last end, and live for ever to him.