All I can say in my solitude is, May Heaven's rich blessing come down on every one - American, English, Turk - who will help to heal this open sore of the world.
David LivingstoneRead
I never made a sacrifice. Of this we ought not to talk when we remember the great sacrifice which he made who left His Father's throne on high to give Himself for us.
Interpretation
Livingstone emphasizes that true sacrifice is rare and profound, exemplified by Christ's ultimate sacrifice for humanity.
In this quote, David Livingstone reflects on the nature of sacrifice, asserting that his own efforts do not equate to the profound sacrifice made by Jesus Christ. He suggests that discussions of personal sacrifices should be reserved for the greater, selfless acts that have significantly impacted humanity, highlighting the importance of humility when considering one's contributions in the face of such monumental acts of love and service.
In practice
This quote can be used in a church sermon to inspire congregants about the importance of selfless acts.
All I can say in my solitude is, May Heaven's rich blessing come down on every one - American, English, Turk - who will help to heal this open sore of the world.
Do not think me mad. It is not to make money that I believe a Christian should live. The noblest thing a man can do is, just humbly to receive, and then go amongst others and give.
I determined never to stop until I had come to the end and achieved my purpose.
It is emphatically no sacrifice. Say rather it is a privilege. Anxiety, sickness, suffering, or danger, now and then, with a foregoing of the common conveniences and charities of this life, may make us pause, and cause the spirit to waver, and the soul to sink; but let this only be for a moment. All these are nothing when compared with the glory which shall be revealed in and for us. I never made a sacrifice.
God had only one Son, and He was a missionary.
And although I see few results, future missionaries will see conversions following every sermon. May they not forget the pioneers who worked in the thick gloom with few rays to cheer, except such as flow from faith in the precious promises of God's Word.
The body sleeps, the heart sleeps, the mind sleeps - but you remain alert because you are nothing else but alertness. Everything else is a false identification. Awareness is your nature. The body is your abode. The mind is your computer. Awareness;s you, is your very being.
How is it possible for one to own the stars?" "To whom do they belong?" the businessman retorted, peevishly. "I don't know. To nobody.
It was all a matter of control. And Choice. Nothing more, nothing less
The world doesn't understand me and I don't understand the world, that's why I've withdrawn from it.
Your Majesty would have a perfect right to strike off his head," said Peridan. "Such an assault as he made puts him on a level with assassins." "It is very true," said Edmund. "But even a traitor may mend. I have known one that did." And he looked very thoughtful.
There's a collective knowing that a dimension of reality exists beyond the material plane, and that sense of knowing is causing a mystical resurgence on the planet today. It's not just children who are looking for a missing piece. It is a very mature outlook to question the nature of our reality.
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