This morning I am reading Psalm 84. This is a love poem/song, and the language is incredible. There is no doubt of the psalmist' love for God as he begins by writing of his longing to be in the presence of God. Do we follow Jesus simply so that we will receive the reward of eternal life? Do we serve Him for some blessing He might bestow on us? Do we fear God because we will be judged unworthy and thrown in a pit of fire? If our answer to any of these questions is yes, then our faith is an illusion, and God’s love for us is truly undeserved.

Are we prepared to walk in the desert? Can we tolerate the feeling of loneliness that will test us there? When there is nothing left in our lives except our thoughts and God, will we find that to be sufficient, and that we are prepared to join Him in this solitary life? Will we accept sanctification in Christ just as His apostles did? These are questions to consider regarding our being alone with God, and the sanctity that results from it.

How far would I walk to hear the gospel, or to see the grave of a disciple whose hand had been held by Jesus? How many miles would I travel to save the soul of one man or woman who had never heard of our Lord? Would I walk on Pilgrimage over the Pyrenees Mountains and across Spain to Santiago de Compostela? Would I sail across raging seas in a wooden boat to preach the gospel to a single Roman centurion?