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Holy Monday. One of “those” days.

April 11, 2017

Have you had one of “those” days?
One of “those” days that from your feet hitting the floor side of your bed you knew you were in “that” mood. Perhaps you had a project due, a person to deal with you didn’t want to, a unwelcomed doctor visit, a bill that was due that you knew would not, could not be paid, a death of a loved one that would culminate today and tomorrow with their wake and then the funeral.
Today was just going to be “that” day.
I pray I don’t cross you and that you don’t cross me on “that” day.

Today, Holy Monday, was “that” day for Jesus. His days were numbered, his followers were skittish, one of his closest friends had become his noose. After being celebrated and paraded through the city, as the Chicago Blackhawks were through Chicago the day before, he awoke on this Monday after having embraced that feeling of being loved, admired and hoisted onto the pedestal, that was now in the yesterday, today would be a difficult one and tomorrow would be one of His last.

Jesus entered the temple courts and drove out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the benches of those selling doves. “It is written,” he said to them, “‘My house will be called a house of prayer,’ but you are making it ‘a den of robbers.’” ~ Matthew 21:12-13
Seeing a fig tree by the road, he went up to it but found nothing on it except leaves. Then he said to it, “May you never bear fruit again!” Immediately the tree withered.
When the disciples saw this, they were amazed. “How did the fig tree wither so quickly?” they asked.
Jesus replied, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and it will be done. If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.” ~ Matthew 21:19-22

Jesus entered the temple courts, and, while he was teaching, the chief priests and the elders of the people came to him. “By what authority are you doing these things?” they asked. “And who gave you this authority?”
Jesus replied, “I will also ask you one question. If you answer me, I will tell you by what authority I am doing these things. John’s baptism—where did it come from? Was it from heaven, or of human origin?”
They discussed it among themselves and said, “If we say, ‘From heaven,’ he will ask, ‘Then why didn’t you believe him?’ But if we say, ‘Of human origin’—we are afraid of the people, for they all hold that John was a prophet.”
So they answered Jesus, “We don’t know.”
Then he said, “Neither will I tell you by what authority I am doing these things.” ~ Matthew 21:23-27

I have to confess when I read these passages I have to put a mandatory high-five up to Jesus for how He never ever waivered and never changed. How often would I have loved the opportunity to throw over desks, tables and files in front of those who were just simply annoying the snot out of me and the art of withering a plant I have down pat but to do it intentionally would be rocking cool!!! He was the ultimate “genuine” and I admire that. He had “haters” and he didn’t let them quiet him. He was the representation of “courage” and “valor”. He had a mission and a purpose and NO ONE was going to stand in His way. How I wish I could have that strength and tenacity in my simple and so less dramatic every day.

We know what we “should” do, yet we often give in to what the world “wants” us to do. When is the last time you upheaveled the table of the “money changers” and made them wonder what got into you??? The gossipers at work. The one who tells you “no one will know”. The voice in your head that says “you deserve this so don’t feel bad”.

Yesterday we raised our hands and proclaimed we knew Him and were of His “army of walking angels”. We were on the escalator to Heaven with our buddy Jesus. Today we see Him causing some disturbance and we cautiously step back a few steps and let him vent and air out His grievances without causing attention to us, or bringing us into His circle. What a difference a day makes.

Today I hope you stood your ground on something you felt strongly for. Today I hope you represented the indigent, the oppressed, the one the office staff was whispering about. If you didn’t today, know that tomorrow is another day.

Jesus has a rare gift for us, He loves us with an unconditional love. Had one of those money changers, the fig tree, or one of those chief priests bent His ear for His compassion they would’ve easily won His heart. He didn’t explode today for “no reason”, He had His fill of “no production, no love, no compassion, and no restraint” on selfishness and greedy living.

The days are waning and the hours are less for us to come to terms with the end of His walk with us on earth. He is imploring us to walk with Him and just simply frustrated with our lackadaisical and reckless attitude with what He knows is the severity of the numbering of our days. Not because He is judging us but because He wants to live forever with us.

Here we are on Monday having the choice to continue forward as we are or change our ways and follow the way He is leading us. It will not be an easy journey, but He guarantees at the finish line we will be rejoicing and He will be refilling us for all of eternity. It’s our choice. He senses the voice we are listening to and is turning tables upside down to capture our attention to turn our eyes to the path we may have missed in the chaos of “this day” so that we will be able to walk with Him for the “rest of our days”.


Wishing you peace and love.

Terri O’Neill-Borders



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