I woke up this morning thinking on the temple of Mark 11 that Jesus cleansed. He went into it and instead of finding it a place of prayer, it had become a den of thieves. In otherwords, a busy, profitable marketplace. It resembled more a walmart than a place of worship.

Prayer.

It made me think of prayer. I almost would like to take a poll among Christians. How much time, actual time, is spent in prayer corporately at church?

1-2 minutes? Just the obligatory prayers?

It also makes me think of the Jim Cymbala books where they truly emphasized corporate prayer. And so much changed.

But there’s more.

I think of myself. I am the temple of God. My body is the temple according to Scripture.

If Jesus were to sent into my heart, soul and mind, what would my temple look like? Is it a place of prayer?

Or is it busy. Concerned about finances. And just doing stuff without making it a sacred place?