Friday
February 17, 2017 The words of Jesus, particularly the part
about the "house" being left desolate, arise in various statements of
judgment in the Hebrew Scriptures. Ironically,
the second part-"blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord"-is
a quote from Psalm 118:26, which is part of the greeting the people of
Jerusalem give to Jesus during His triumphal entry. (Luke 19:38) According to the Anchor Bible Commentary,
This psalm was a hymn of thanks for "deliverance from battle" that
became part of the greeting pilgrims received on high holy days, particularly
Passover. One could surmise that Jesus in
this statement refers to the re-establishment of the Temple in the latter days, but that
is something for the Lord to
achieve. For us today, let's consider the matter of motive.
While
some of the people sincerely cried out "blessed is the One who comes in
the Name of the Lord" in worship to Jesus, it is not far-fetched to guess
that some, perhaps many, worshipped with an agenda. What they really meant was "blessed be
the One who finally gets rid of these Romans". I don't blame them for feeling that way about
the Roman Empire. Had I lived back then
I would have felt the same. But if that
is the case, then many rejected praise for anger when their expectations were
undone; and their praise came to nothing.
The question for me today is, am I willing to worship without an agenda,
to worship even if I don't understand or are disappointed, or find my dearest hopes
have not come to pass? Perhaps praise is
true praise only when it is without "strings". For our praise to be truly so, we must echo
the prophet Habakkuk:
Habakkuk 3:17-19 (NKJV)
17 Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls--
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 The LORD God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer's feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills. To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments.
17 Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls--
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 The LORD God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer's feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills. To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments.
Dear Lord, teach me to worship with a
sincere heart, with no demands and with a consistency that defies circumstance,
disappointment and even heartache. In
the name of Jesus I pray, Amen