They were at it again. Those shopkeepers were trying to make a fast buck. They didn’t care where they set up their portable shops. Any place where there were people with money and where they could position their carts and tables. Those moneychangers were only interested in the area where crowds gathered, peddling their young goats, lambs, and birds. The best place for them, so they thought, was in the temple area. Here was the place people would conduct their sacrifices to God; the people wouldn’t have to go far to purchase an animal and the vendors could line their pockets with money. They set up their merchandise and began to beckon the throng to buy from them.
There were so many traders in the temple area that they had to raise their voices to compete with each other. “Come, buy these hearty goats; they are young and healthy,” shouted one merchant. “Look at this lamb. No defects whatsoever,” bellowed another vendor. Another dealer hollered as he held up a small cage with two doves inside, “need a couple of doves?” The commotion was so chaotic you’d think you were on Wall Street. Oh, that’s another story.
All of a sudden a group of men came into the temple area. Their leader had a commanding look about him. Striding about he surveyed the scene in the courtyard. The look on his face was pure shock and anger. He couldn’t believe what he saw. He started turning over the merchant tables and benches. The animals being sold scattered in all directions. He shouted so every person in the temple area could hear him. Gazing into the eyes of the sellers He said, “This is My house. It is only to be used as a house of prayer for everyone. You are using it for your own gains. You have turned it into a den of crooks.” After saying this, the angry man would not allow anyone to buy or sell anymore.
This furious man was Jesus. He had a right to be angry. His house of prayer and worship was being desecrated. Christ wants all to be rich in knowing Him, not our pocketbook.