13-14 When the Passover Feast,
celebrated each spring by the Jews,
was about to take place,
Jesus travelled up to Jerusalem.
He found the Temple
teeming with people selling cattle and sheep and doves.
The money-changers were also there in full strength.
15-17 Jesus put together a whip
out of strips of leather
and chased them out of the Temple,
stampeding the sheep and cattle,
upending the tables of the money-changers,
spilling coins left and right.
He told the dove merchants,
“Get your things out of here!
Stop turning my Father’s house into a market place!”
That’s when his disciples remembered the Scripture,
“Zeal for your house consumes me.”
18-19 But the Jews were upset.
“What credentials can you present to justify this?”
“Tear down this Temple and in three days I’ll put it back together.”
20-22 They were indignant:
“It took forty-six years to build this Temple,
and you’re going to rebuild it in three days?”
But Jesus was talking about his body as the Temple.
after he was raised from the dead,
his disciples remembered he had said this.
They then put two and two together
and believed both what was written in Scripture
and what Jesus had said.
23-25 During the time he was in Jerusalem,
those days of the Passover Feast,
many people noticed the signs he was displaying and,
seeing they pointed straight to God,
entrusted their lives to him.
But Jesus didn’t entrust his life to them.
He knew them inside and out,
knew how untrustworthy they were.
He didn’t need any help in seeing right through them.
It starts with a tiny spark
And what does the spark look like?
Something – a word, a look, a slight
or maybe nothing anyone did to you but rather
something you did or didn’t do, yourself
that lights the dormant feelings
Bubbling to a simmer
You can feel it rising
But you can’t stop it!
Flowing up from the hidden molten core that lies within all of us
Until it erupts and lashes out in a molten lava of word arrows
You’re caught in the power of your anger’s effectiveness
You’re powerful at this moment
But powerless too
You hear yourself and are disgusted by what you hear
But the weapons keep coming.
Arrows aimed at the hearts of anyone nearby
Whips lashing, designed to have maximum destruction
And leave a wake of wounded bleeding victims
Who now feel worthless and unloved and disrespected
And what has been achieved?
Your anger has affected a change.
Your anger has had its effect.
Cause and effect.
It starts with a tiny spark.
And what ignites that spark?
An emotional response that builds from your gut.
A weird mixture of sadness
And furious desperation
To a newsflash on your phone
Just one more story of injustice and pain that pushes you over the edge.
One more accident caused by a drunk driver
Whose dreadful choice, changed lives forever.
Destroying families and hopes and dreams.
Are you angry?
And another senseless mass shooting by someone with a gun.
Killing and maiming for what?
But oh…the guns weren’t to blame!
Are you angry yet?
And ANOTHER report of clerical and institutional abuse of power
By human beings who should have known better!
Taking by force and abusing their power and inflicting untold damage on innocents.
Are you angry yet?
The damning results of war as human beings fight and kill each other.
In the name of each other’s god.
Hating, simply for power and land and… just because you look different to me.
Are you angry yet?
Waves of emotion, helpless and hopeless, give way to a fire that burns.
And now you’re mad.
Hot helpless teary prayers over the breakfast news.
Rants on social media and over coffee with friends because your heart is breaking.
Supporting hashtag movements that make a difference
PROTEST outside your comfort zone.
MAKE our leaders accountable.
LET your anger make a difference.
SOMETIMES it’s ok to be mad.
Wendy Johnston: March 2018
I WONDER what God really thinks of us? I know we are loved but is God disappointed?
I WONDER why us human beings don’t learn from our mistakes?
AND why we repeat our mistakes throughout history?
I WONDER if God had a hashtag, what it would be?
WHAT will I do this week to right injustice that I see?