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I am sacrificing myself, everyday, just to be able to live my life. I sacrifice my self to G-d. Bless G-d. My love to G-d, and my way of living, is a sacrifice.
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Just like a bird with one wing cannot fly, cannot get off the ground, so too love alone: although it is the right wing and the primary impulse, it's inadequate. Love is about self-expression. In order to truly grow, however, a person has to stretch, challenge himself to go beyond nature, beyond the comfort zone.
While we must thrive on our natural selves by developing our G-d-given talents and abilities, we must also develop a healthy sense of awe, the left wing, that keeps us grounded and honest. The moment we grow supremely confident, when we stop getting butterflies in our stomach and no longer feel challenged, that's when we stop growing.
In the airforce they say there are two pilots one should never fly with: the worst, for obvious reasons, and the best -- because his overconfidence and recklessness make him potentially the most dangerous of all. A healthy dose of awe is what gives the love the balance that allows the person to truly soar!
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I feel there is one word missing in this talk, and that is the word LOVE. When we sacrifice for LOVE then that is true charity.. Fire in English is also about flame. And in English to have a flame is to experience someone we love. Deeply this is not about sacrifice but it's about LOVE. What I do for love is the interest of G-d.
He who serves God loves. Remember the words thou shalt love, with all thy heart with all thy soul, with all thy might.
A personal relationship with God is a loving relationship, and this is the ladder we climb. Because to love any creature, anyone, is to love God, because we are all of us, deeply, instruments of the Divine, and the Divine will is to love. Anyone who does this, regardless of belief in G-d, is fulfilling God's will and climbing Jacob's ladder.
As to the word laughter, it is contained in the word slaughter, and I say, the binding of Isaac was not to be blinded by an order.
We do it because it's for love and this is JOY, not sacrifice.
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