mom dad and boysThis morning as I watched my dad sit on the couch with Andrew and Landon, with his arms around them both, I was reminded of the cost.

When I watched Lauren come down the stairs, crying as she said goodbye. I was reminded of the cost.

As Eric prayed before driving my parents to the airport, while all over the room, everyone silently cried. I was reminded of the cost.

There is indeed a cost involved with following Jesus. The cost is not the same for everyone. yet, it will cost everyone something!

We have enjoyed the past two weeks time spent with my parents. The kids have enjoyed having their grandparents nearby. But, we knew as the days crept forward, that the day would come when we would once again have to say goodbye and part ways.

For the Lord has called our family to serve Him in Central Asia, while our loved ones are back home in the USA.

Jesus said, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. (Luke 9:23).”

Following Christ, cost us each day. For each day we are called to deny ourselves and carry our cross.

Jesus also said,Anyone who loves their father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves their son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. Whoever does not take up their cross and follow me is not worthy of me. Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it. (Mathew 10:37-39)

The cost is real, the cost is painful at times. Yet, it abounds with blessings.

Where we live, the cost can be intense. The cost involves being separated from loved ones, who will no longer have anything to do with you, because you have become a Christian.

One lady in our Bible study who recently became a believer has been persecuted for her faith. She owns a little store, and when others found out that she had become a follower of Christ, they ostracized her, telling everyone to no longer buy anything from her. Her daughters mother-in-law, refuses to let the daughter have anything to do with her mom.

The cost is real.

In other countries, the cost could mean imprisonment, torture or death.

Jesus said, “If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you. (John 15:18-19).”

The cost for us is actually small in comparison to others, yet it is real and it is painful.

Yet, we count it all joy. For we know that in following Christ, even to the ends of the earth. Even to a place where there are earthquakes, fuel shortages, and strikes. That we have been obedient to the Lord.

Some days, it would be nice to fly away. Some days, we’d love to pack our bags and head for the hills.

Yet, we know that to leave would be disobedience.

So we stay. We serve, and we count the cost.

Knowing that it will all be worth it all.

Knowing that in comparison with the price Jesus paid, so that we can be forgiven.

No cost is too high.

And at the end of the day all we can say is, “We are unworthy servants; we have only done our duty.(Luke 17:10).”