12 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. 13 “It is written,” he said to them, “‘My house will be called a house of prayer,’[e] but you are making it ‘a den of robbers.’[f]”
14 The blind and the lame came to him at the temple, and he healed them. 15 But when the chief priests and the teachers of the law saw the wonderful things he did and the children shouting in the temple courts, “Hosanna to the Son of David,” they were indignant.
16 “Do you hear what these children are saying?” they asked him.
“Yes,” replied Jesus, “have you never read,
“‘From the lips of children and infants
you, Lord, have called forth your praise’[g]?”
you, Lord, have called forth your praise’[g]?”
17 And he left them and went out of the city to Bethany, where he spent the night.
The commercial included 3 NBA stars. They were kibitzing (great word, huh?) back and forth when one of them finally proclaimed “This is my house!”
The implication was clear: His house, his rules…
Today we see Jesus proclaiming “this is my house!” as he entered the temple.
His house…his rules.
His rules? “My house shall be called a house of prayer”. So…the merchants were kicked out.
We understand this. Most of us have put quite a bit of equity into our homes: Blood, sweat and tears…along with lots of cash. One thing that accompanies that kind of investment is a sense of ownership. We decide what goes on inside those walls. I remember telling one of my sons, many years ago, “if you’re going to drink, you cannot live in my house”.
My house…my rules.
Yet, we walk into church on Sunday like we own the place. We bring our Starbucks and wear our most comfortable old jeans. I’ve actually seen slippers. All in the name of being “relevant”. We want the world to be attracted to what we’re doing so we design it with the world in mind.
Why would we be surprised when the moneychangers show up and set up their tables?
But when Jesus made his proclamation, προσευχή meant “prayer”, not “relevance”. Whatever it is we’re doing in there…let’s be careful that what comes out is a reputation for prayer.
By the way, this all went on in the “fellowship hall”…not the sanctuary…in case we’re disposed to draw a legalistic distinction.
Live boldly out there today…