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Lately I've been thinking a lot about Jesus clearing the temple:
2:14 In the temple he found those who were selling oxen and sheep and pigeons, and the money-changers at their business. 2:15 And making a whip of cords, he drove them all, with the sheep and oxen, out of the temple; and he poured out the coins of the money-changers and overturned their tables. 2:16 And he told those who sold the pigeons, "Take these things away; you shall not make my Father's house a house of trade." 2:17 His disciples remembered that it was written, "Zeal for thy house will consume me."
I can almost see the fire in His eyes and hear the edge in His voice. And I always used to think to myself how much the church is still in need of Jesus to come and cleanse it.
But recently I was spending some quiet time with these verses, and it became MUCH more personal. The temple where He was turning over tables and pouring out coins, the temple that sparked that fire in His eyes, the temple that caused this fierce display of love -- Paul tells us that we are now the temple of the living God. Not just collectively as the church, but individually. And Jesus has that same zeal for us!
And more! I am nearly undone at the thought. If I am the temple of God, that makes my heart... That makes my heart the Holy of Holies...
It is almost too much to bear. What goes on in my heart from day to day makes the money-changers in the temple look downright virtuous.
Jesus come and cleanse the temple again. I can't do it on my own.
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