And He found in the temple those who were selling oxen and sheep and doves, and the moneychangers seated. And He made a scourge of cords, and drove them all out of the temple. John 2:14,15a
Jesus is God. Because of that, He knew the great significance of the Passover, the holiness of the temple, and the sacrificial system of offering the blood of animals for the forgiveness of sins. He didn’t view any of this as man would, but as God would. Consequently, I can only begin to imagine His reaction when He made his way to Jerusalem, entered the temple court and saw the commerce being carried out there by greedy men. Outrage must have been instantaneous.
Two sins were being committed.
1.) To pay the temple tax, one had to have temple currency. Jews who had come from long distances only possessed Roman currency. Money changers were needed to convert one kind of currency into another, much like what we see in airports when we travel abroad. The problem was, the money changers had inflated the rate of conversion, perhaps giving priests a cut of the profit.
2.) If an animal, brought to be sacrificed, had a blemish and was considered unsuitable, temple businessmen would sell a Jewish man a replacement at ten times the cost. In response to all of this, Jesus turned over the tables and sent coins flying.
I find that most people, including me, have a distorted view of a God who gets angry. Either I re-construct an angry God into a passive and loving one, or I fashion Him to be one who is angry and unreasonable all of the time. No middle ground. Both views are rooted in the erroneous conclusions we made about God because of painful relationships here on earth. The ones who represented God to us didn’t do a very good job. We experienced great permissiveness or great oppression under their reign. Satan loves imbalance and doesn’t have to work very hard to thwart our intimacy with God when this kind of foundation is laid.
My desire is to follow Jesus in all things. That means that I can get angry, as He did, yet not sin. I must hate the things that He hates yet love the people who commit them. Most of the time however, my anger is tainted with my flesh. I am angry over injustice, how sin destroys, and at that point, I am like Jesus. But then, if the offense is personal, I am angry at the one who hurt me. I must constantly sort anger issues out with the help of the Counselor, the Holy Spirit. If I’m going to turn tables over anywhere in my life, using my tongue and some decisive action, I must be sure that I have bathed the issue in prayer, searched my heart, and allowed God to sift out any unholy qualities in my response.
So much of this issue feels like a graduate course in the life of the Spirit. Like everything else, I approach Jesus with the heart of a child and say, “teach me!”
These are hard lessons, Jesus. There are times I have longed to see your anger over injustice. Other times, my sin has been the object. Help me see anger asYou see it. Teach me. Amen
When I cry out in my need and see Jesus come through with a miracle so personal and powerful that I declare His glory from the rooftops, I can be lulled into entitlement. I believe He will do that every time. It never occurs to me that the next time, He might answer in a different way. I forget that I am also called to suffer as He did in order to show a world, who also suffers, that God’s presence is the greater miracle. His love and grace sustain no matter how many, or how few, signs and wonders I may see in my lifetime. The real miracle is my new birth, my awaiting destiny, and a relationship with a God who knows my name and draws near to me no matter what.
I think of many sumptuous spiritual meals I have consumed over the years. Many of the moments have been personal, probably most of them. But some have been corporate. A good number of them happened while standing in worship at Desiring God conferences in Minneapolis. The teaching had been superb and then we worshiped. When I remember those moments, I long for them again. Since Jesus promised that we would feel full after hungering after righteousness, I was very aware that I felt full at the end of the conference. To be full is to have had so much poured into your spirit that you don’t even know where to start to talk about it. Some of it could be put into words but much of it went to a place inside where God moves freely, and deeply, but where there is no definition to any part of it yet. You just know you were changed. The leaves of sanctification are swirling up into the air but haven’t landed yet to make a form.
One can prove almost anything with a bible verse if it is isolated it from its context and from the total revelation of God’s Word. Cults are formed on partial, misrepresented scriptures. Picking and choosing verses at whim and calling them ‘words from God’ is not living by faith. That’s not to say that God doesn’t, out of the clear blue, give us a verse. He does. But if this comprises my way of life to form my spiritual compass, I need to be careful.
What if there were a new book released entitled, ‘One Thousand New Discoveries on the Person of Jesus?’ It would be a worldwide best seller. But for what reason would it fly off the shelves? I’m convinced that many unbelievers would buy it for pure historic value. Jesus is the most influential person ever to have lived. But many believers would purchase it so that they could learn interesting tidbits to share at their next Bible Study. Sadly, they comprise the disciples who thrive at being reporters.