NOT A TABLE UNTURNED

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The day before had been a day of excitement and glory for Mary’s Son.  He was hailed as the King of the Jews, but today things began to come unraveled.  As He entered the temple on the Monday following His triumphal entry in to Jerusalem, a side of Him she’d never seen began to erupt within Him.

There were thousands of citizens present that day, along with many from outlying areas of the city to celebrate the Passover – the time of remembrance of the Jewish deliverance from their oppressors in Egypt.  Every year pilgrims would make the journey to the Holy City to make their sacrifices. The streets were lined with animals, money changers and vendors.  It had become a time not only of sacrifice, but one in which to make huge profits.

Merchants of all kinds were within the temple gates – those who sold animals and birds – food vendors – and I imagine purveyors of memories for the people to take home with them.  When Jesus saw it, He became enraged.  The holy house of God was no longer a place to worship, but a huge market place.  His face became reddened with anger as He began to turn over the tables.  He said to them,

It is written, hMy house shall be called a house of prayer, but you make it a den of robbers.

His anger turned into rage as he disrupted every evil activity from the place. God is definitely a jealous God.  He wants our full attention and Jesus was showing those folks that what they were doing was nothing short of idolatry.

Mary wondered, as she looked at her normally peaceful son and how determined He was.  He displayed His anger to show the power of God – to show his disappointment in the people who had only one day ago praised Him as their king – to cleanse the temple of all wrongdoing.  By so doing, He was opening Himself up for all kinds of questions.  Many asked who this man was.  What authority did He have to do such a thing?  He even referred to His Father as God.

The next few days, the Sanhedrin would be a busy place.  The power behind the Jewish religion would now begin plans on how to get rid of this heretic.

 

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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