It seems like in no matter what context we are talking, the word sacrifice is never popular. The whole concept of laying down our life for someone else goes against who we are as fallen human beings. But I came across a story that really brings home the whole idea of what sacrifice means:
Two brothers were playing on some huge sandbanks near a river in their hometown. These huge, wet mountains of sand were dredged from the water to keep it clear for passing ships. It was great fun for both of them until one of these mountains started collapsing underneath them. By the time the rescue party arrived, they spotted the younger brother buried to his shoulders near the top of the pile, unconscious from the weight of the sand. When they had cleared the sand and he came to, they asked him, “Where is your brother?”
“I’m standing on his shoulders.”
No doubt, this is quite a poignant picture of sacrifice. Beloved, may we be willing, not simply to die for one another, but to day by day lay down our lives in living for one another!
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