I have a love/hate relationship with rules. On one hand, they prevent total anarchy and keep me safe. On the other, I feel like they strip me of my freedom. Like, what if I could drive as fast as I wanted? I could get places so much faster… but I would also be putting myself (and everyone else around me) in danger. Imagine if EVERYONE drove as fast as they wanted or no one stayed in the lines. We’d be free to do what we wanted in that regard, but we’d probably end up forfeiting the freedom of our own well-being.
God gave us commandments. Following them is for our own well-being, but more than that, following the rules expresses our love to Him. As a married man, one of the “rules” of marriage is that I must be faithful to my wife. If were to be unfaithful, I would violate that rule. More so, I would also be expressing with my actions that I didn’t love her as much as I claim. The same is true in our relationship with God. We can choose whether to follow His commandments or not, but to not would damage our relationship with Him (and jeopardize our own well-being).