Quotes About Sacrifice

God is not interested in making me comfortable or happy. His goal is to make me holy, like His Son. And

There is no greater power on earth than a mother's love, unless it is a mother's guilt.

Jesus was a pacifist.

Just remember,' a Marine Corps lieutenant colonel told me as he strapped his pistol belt under his arm before we crossed into Kuwait, 'that none of these boys is fighting for home, for the flag, for all that crap the politicians feed the public. They are fighting for each other, just for each other.

I learned early on that war forms its own culture. The rush of battle is a potent and often lethal addiction, for war is a drug, one I ingested for many years. It is peddled by mythmakers- historians, war correspondents, filmmakers, novelists, and the state- all of whom endow it with qualities it often does possess: excitement, exoticism, power, chances to rise above our small stations in life, and a bizarre and fantastic universe that has a grotesque and dark beauty.

They failed to grasp the central Socratic paradox: that it is better to suffer wrong than to do wrong.

Corporate capitalism cannot be reformed. Our strength lies in our steadfastness and our integrity. It lies in our ability to hold fast to our ideals, as well as our willingness to sacrifice for those ideals. We must refuse to cooperate.

The myth of war creates a new, artificial reality. Moral precepts—ones we have spent a lifetime honoring—are jettisoned. We accept, if not condone, the maiming and killing of others as the regrettable cost of war. We operate under a new moral code.

Fatherhood has changed me - it has to change you. It makes you much more aware of the minutiae of life, it's not about your needs any more, its about everyone else's.

I desperately miss my girls when I am working, and I often feel guilty, but also feel the journey I am on is for them too. When I am on my 16th hour of a day and can barely keep my eyes open, they drive me forward.

It's hard, and I don't always get to see my kids. I will never catch up on that time I've missed.

I never wanted the business to dictate my life. I'm sure I've sacrificed and missed out on a lot of stuff, but I don't know what that stuff is, so I just raised kids, and I wanted to be around for that.

I missed the birth of my third child through darts. I saw her three times in eight weeks. It was very hard. You head does get a little bit scrambled because you are not there.

My father worked very hard and he never missed a day of work, no matter how sick he was.

In the Eighties, I was everywhere. It was hard, because you didn't see much of your children. I missed out on that. People make sacrifices - doctors, long-distance lorry drivers - and that was mine. I wasn't left money, I had to go out and earn it.

You're constantly working and missing meals. You're away from your family, and you're doing it for, like, eight months.

I think football saves many people. It can give you a life of luxury, but people don't see all the effort that goes in behind the scenes. That might mean not seeing your family or missing your mother's birthday; many players are so focused that they miss the birth of their children.

You don't ask people to sacrifice their lives until the nation has debated and committed to the mission. It's immoral.

When you are thinking about going away for a long duration mission, it has to be part of your mindset that you're leaving your family, but it's for the right reasons, for good reasons, and hopefully helping humanity.

Missionaries must not calculate on the least comfort but what they find in one another and their work.

The biggest challenge facing a missionary today is to forget himself and lose himself in the work.

On Octover 16th, 2013, I moved to Liberia with my family to serve as a medical missionary at ELWA Hospital in the capital city of Morovia.

DURING the first years of my service in Dr. Flint's family, I was accustomed to share some indulgences with the children of my mistress.

Now I know what it feels to be a working mother - it's a mixed feeling. A part of me wants to face the camera, the other wants to stay with my son. But I am sure when the camera rolls, I'll forget everything else.