I’ve been reading through Numbers, and one of the things that has been striking my heart is the immense cost to worship. To be in relationship with God–the Creator and Sustainer of the universe, the jealous and burning fire, the consuming One–is a dangerous and costly thing.
Yes, Jesus’ blood has paid the price of our sins, and his act of redemption on the cross enables us to come into the presence of God, but still there is a cost to worship or it is not really worship. Worship is an act of giving, and so it necessitates a loss on the part of the worshiper. Now, this cost is negligible when compared to the ultimate glory we receive, the joy, peace, healing, love, and acceptance we find in the presence of God. But there is a cost.
Footsteps In The Deep 