The Temple
Matthew 21: 12-13: “Jesus entered the temple courts and drove
out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the
money changers and the benches of those selling doves. “It is written,” he
said to them, “‘My house will be called a house of
prayer,’ but you are making it ‘a den of robbers.’”
Jesus has ridden the colt. People, who had seen and heard of Him
raising Lazarus from the dead, are in the streets laying palm branch for him to
travel over shouting “HOSANNA to the Son of David! Blessed is He who comes in
the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest!” It must have been a sight.
The people are about to begin the most holy week in the faith of Judaism.
Monday at sunset the Passover begins, the remembrance of The Exodus. The town is busy with preparation. And Jesus
enters the temple and sees a terrible scene. A market, right in the temple. He
is over come with Righteous Anger and destroys the marketplace. Screaming “MY
HOUSE WILL BE A HOUSE OF PRAYER, BUT YOU ARE MAKING IT A DEN OF ROBBERS”. He
whips, he beats, he flips tables. And
then HE HEALS. Verse 14 “The blind
and the lame came to him at the temple, and he healed them.”
This year has been interesting, Ron and I have been talking
about how our focus is off. And as we reflected this morning about the holy
week I was reminded of what Jesus did today and how it applies to me. 1
Corinthians 6: 19-20. “or do you not know that your body is the temple of the
Holy Spirit within you, whom you have form God? You are not your own, for you
were bought with a price”
I am the temple.
WHAT A REMINDER!!
I AM THE TEMPLE!
Am I making my temple a den of robbers? Am I allowing thieves
to occupy my temple?
Stealing my focus or time? Stealing my joy? Robbing me of
what God has instore for me. Killing and destroying what HE has worked so hard
to build in me.
Keeping me from being a house of prayer. A holy place for the
Spirit to dwell freely!
This morning in Righteous Anger, the Holy One in me is flipping
those tables. Beating the robbers. Destroying the thieves. Allowing Him to once
again heal my lameness and removing the scales from my eyes and restoring my
sight.
Thank you so much Lord for your quick responses. Thank you
for your quick reminders and not allowing me to stay in that miry pit! I praise you!
