Quotes About Sacrifice

[On World War II:] We could not indulge in a Seven Years War. A king can perhaps do that, but you cannot have such a protracted struggle in a democracy in the face of mounting casualties.

I will give you the best I have.

If there ever was a war undertaken in the name of God in his service, at his command, under his approbation, it is the war to which the whole north has risen as one man.

it is our sacred duty to make valuable the lives that these people are laying down.

The text does not say that he emptied himself of the morph? theou or of equality with God. From other references we know that Paul regards Jesus incarnate as the embodiment of deity (Col. 1:19). All that the text states is that "he emptied himself by taking something else to himself, namely, the manner of being, the nature or form of a servant or slave."47 By becoming human, by entering on a path of humiliation that led to death, the divine Son of God emptied himself.

We conclude that the "blood" in separation from the flesh does not mean life but death, life surrendered in sacrifice.18

In such instances a person serves not only as a representative but is acting in the stead of the other. In such passages as 2 Corinthians 5:15, "He died for all," and Galatians 3:13 where it is said that Christ became a curse on our behalf, the idea of substitution is demanded and "only violence to the context can get rid of it.

The main significance of Christ's death is to be found in its objective character as a propitiatory, substitutionary sacrifice, the benefits of which are to be received by faith as a gracious gift; but the subjective influence of his death in arousing the response of love in the hearts of men and women can be neither denied nor ignored. There is both an objective and a subjective significance in Christ's death. Redemptive Another

Selfish— a judgment readily passed by those who have never tested their own power of sacrifice.

Spare all I have, and take my life.

'Twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad.—Anything for the good of one's country—I'm a Roman for that.

We are going to war, my daughter. I love you very much, my Blossom." "I love you too, Father." We sat together and looked at the city until finally he rose, drew his cloak over his head, and left, melting into the traffic. Erra appeared next to me, her form so thin it was a mere shadow. "Good-bye, brother," she whispered.

I know human nature. We might sacrifice a few, because we are stupid and hardwired for group survival. But we would never die in the thousands because a god wished it. Those kinds of numbers require material gains, like power, wealth, territory.

He let her go almost immediately, but he'd packed so much into that one fierce hug: want, need, worry, reassurance...He'd protect her with his life. Strangely, it made her indignant. Nobody should have to be in the position of having another person give up their life for them. She didn't want the weight of Declan's death.

If I fought for them and was crippled, they would all say nice things, and then they would replace me and forget I was ever there. You would stay with me. You would take care of me, because you love me. I love you too, Kate. If you ever became hurt, I would not leave you. I'll be there. Wherever you want 'there' to be.

What about the Pack?" His upper lip trembled, betraying the edge of his teeth. "Fuck the Pack. I gave them fifteen years of my life. I fought for them, bled for them, and the moment my back was turned, they attacked my wife. I owe them nothing." Curran reached over and covered my fingers with his hand. "I'm serious. Say the word right now and we're gone.

If it weren't for my mother's sacrifice, I would be Hugh now, sitting here, waiting for a crumb of kindness from someone I'd hurt.

This is going to suck," Curran said. "It will suck much less if you come with me. You want me to level, here it is: I need you. I need you because I love you. Three months without you will be hell.

No siempre existe un noble propósito. A menudo, hay una razón, la necesidad de salvar a alguien o algo: tu amigo, tu amante, un inocente que no merece resultar herido. A veces es una razón puramente egoísta. Uno puede luchar por fortalecer su cuerpo, por su buen nombre o por su cordura. A veces, es solo un trabajo, pero decidir luchar y hacerlo son dos cosas bien distintas.

This could be made much simpler if we just locked Caldenia up until it's over," Sean said. "Sometimes you say things that make me wonder about you." "No need to wonder. I'm a simple man. I love you and I will protect you. And the inn. Even if I have to murder Caldenia and everyone else to do it." I stood on my toes and kissed him. "What if we don't murder anybody?" The corners of his mouth curved. "No promises.

Hugh was abandoned by everyone in his life." Her words rang out. "His parents, his teacher, his surrogate father. They all threw him away. He trusted us. He sacrificed himself to save us. This is his home. I'm his wife. I will not abandon him. Bring the cows.

There was no better leash than saving the life of someone you loved. It made people do terrible things.

I know William," Kaldar said. "He's married to my cousin, Cerise, who is more like my baby sister. If her life and happiness were at stake, William would burn the world just to see her smile. Jack is a changeling like William. He would move the earth and the moon to protect his brother. "So

If you can't save a child, what's the point of it all?" I told him. "Julie's worth saving, and I don't want to buy my safety with her blood. I'd die first." I