Quotes About Perspective

Don't hate the media, become the media.

Don't hate the media; become the media.

It's not fair." "No, it's not," I hear someone say, her footsteps barely more than a whisper against the floor. "But then again, a lot in life isn't fair." The woman is concealed in the shadows. "It's how you handle yourself in such situations and what you learn from them that will define you.

He's in his circle, and I'm in mine, and we just go around and around.

Five years from now, we'll all be erased," Jocelyn says, and we all sort of laugh. It's not funny, and yet it kind of is.

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Coddled? This baby was selfish.

You must tell him not to worry so much," her mother said. "What is meant to be will be." "I know.I'm sure he does as well, Tomally, but sometimes the future feels so far away," Freya said. "Then focus on now," Anna said. "Right now you're doing something fun with me.

If it isn't also true for a poor single Christian mom in Haiti, it isn't true.

when the exhaustive exegesis of God's Word doesn't create people transformed into the image of Jesus, we have missed the forest for the trees.

Usually the things we think we need become the very things we need a break from.

Balance. It's like a unicorn; we've heard about it, everyone talks about it and makes airbrushed T-shirts celebrating it, it seems super rad, but we haven't actually seen one. I'm beginning to

I don't need to have the most, be the best, or reach the top. It is okay to pursue a life marked by obscurity and simplicity. It doesn't matter what I own or how I'm perceived.

Love refuses to deny or dismantle another's perspective simply because I don't share it.

we are the richest people on earth, praying to get richer. We're tangled in unmanageable debt while feeding the machine, because we feel entitled to more. What does it communicate when half the global population lives on less than $2 a day, and we can't manage a fulfilling life on twenty-five thousand times that amount? Fifty thousand times that amount?

If our kids only expect blessings and exemptions, they will be terrible grown-ups.

It's so weird to live in this world. What a bizarre tension to care deeply about the refugee crisis in Syria and also about Gilmore Girls. It is so disorienting to fret over aged-out foster kids while saving money for a beach vacation. Is it even okay to have fun when there is so much suffering in our communities and churches and world? What does it say about us when we love things like sports, food, travel, and fashion in a world plagued with hunger and human trafficking?

And I was so blinded I didn't even know we were rich. How can I be socially responsible if unaware that I reside in the top percentage of wealth in the world? (You probably do too: Make $35,000 a year? Top 4 percent. $50,000? Top 1 percent.) Excess has impaired perspective in America; we are the richest people on earth, praying to get richer.

Someone once said, "Think about the things you'd most hate to lose (outside of your family), and you'll identify your idols." These are not only the things we treasure too much but what we've likely lost perspective on. We place this stuff on a pedestal that wasn't built for it. If we're not careful, TV can become this.

Excess has impaired perspective in America; we are the richest people on earth, praying to get richer. We're tangled in unmanageable debt while feeding the machine, because we feel entitled to more. What does it communicate when half the global population lives on less than $2 a day, and we can't manage a fulfilling life on twenty-five thousand times that amount? Fifty thousand times that amount?

The world is so done being painted by the American church.)

I turned forty this year. Forty! Which is so weird because I've always been young. I've been young my whole life, as a matter of fact. No matter how I dissect this, I've aged out of the "young" category and graduated to the "middle" group. My brain feels confused about this because I am so juvenile. I make up my own words to hip-hop songs and quote Paul Rudd as a parenting strategy. Surely I am a preteen.

Love means saying to someone else's story or pain or anger or experience: "I'm listening. Tell me more." Love refuses to deny or dismantle another's perspective simply because I don't share it.

Anytime the rich and poor combine, we should listen to whoever has the least power.