laws

It was late. My roommate was in bed, the lights were off, but I wanted to read. I grabbed my Bible, my blanket, and went out into the hallway to sit under the fluorescent light. These are the words I read...

18 Open my eyes that I may see
wonderful things in your law.
19 I am a stranger on earth;
do not hide your commands from me.
20 My soul is consumed with longing
for your laws at all times.
21 You rebuke the arrogant, who are accursed,
those who stray from your commands.
22 Remove from me their scorn and contempt,
for I keep your statutes.
23 Though rulers sit together and slander me,
your servant will meditate on your decrees.
24 Your statutes are my delight;
they are my counselors.

Psalm 119.

I was intrigued. Surprised. Confused. I don't think I have ever noticed the repetitive nature of these verses. Every one of those verses has something to do with the law. How can someone be so in love with commands? "My soul is consumed with longing for your laws at all times." Can I say that?
What is the difference between my life and the life of this psalmist?

What do I long for? Comfort. Peace. Happiness.

not laws.