How poor, paltry, and mean, alongside the records of such deeds, appear men's selfish strivings, self-interests' boldest venturing! We must get the same spirit in us if we would become in any large and true sense a blessing to the world.

We must die to live.

We must lose our life to save it.

We must lay self on the altar to be consumed in the fire of love, in order to glorify God and do good to men.

Our work may be fair, even though mingled with self; but it is only when self is sacrificed, burned on the altar of consecration, consumed in the hot flames of love, that our work becomes really our best, a fit offering to be made to our King.
We must not fear that in such sacrifice, such renunciation and annihilation of self, we shall lose ourselves.