“Stop turning my Father’s house into a marketplace.”
Jesus arrived at the temple to spend time in reflection and worship in preparation for the Passover. After several weeks of intense ministry, he sought to quiet his spirit and refresh his soul. His disciples and other of the faithful gathered around him. Together they offered up praises to God. But the harmonizing sound of their prayer was drowned out by the discordant din of a marketplace. Jesus sighed deeply and tried to focus. He lifted his spirit before the Father. But again he was distracted by the complaining customers for sacrificial animals. Shouting, they accused the sellers that the lambs and oxen they had purchased were sick and bruised, not without spot or blemish as the Law commanded. Jesus groaned and shifted his weight restlessly from knee to knee.
Closing his eyes and pulling his shawl over his head in an…
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