Woe to the scribes and Pharisees
They build tombs of the prophets and adorn the monuments
They say if we had lived in their days we wouldn't have taken a part of of their deaths.
They are speaking against themselves.
They are sons of those who murdered the prophets.
Jesus tells them He sends them prophets wise men and scribes and they will be killed crucified scourged and persecuted by Pharisees.
They are responsible for all the righteous blood shed on the earth.
They can't escape the condemnation of hell.
Once again the Pharisees & scribes get called out on making things beautiful on the outside and yet what is on the inside is yuck. This time it is the death of the prophets. They built monuments in their place but the reality is that they were killed for the truth they spoke, truth that pointed to Jesus, truth that called people back to repentance, and truth that the people didn't want to hear.
This time the truth is being spoken by Jesus, and these Pharisees and scribes don't want to change and instead are plotting about how they can get rid of Jesus, so they don't have to hear Him anymore.
Jesus calls them out exactly where they are at in this struggle. They are living in a reality they have all decked out with outer beauty and adornment and anything to make their situation look perfect - they live with their identity and confidence in their acts and status. They don't want to listen to Jesus who truly is after their hearts, but they shut Him down because His truth does not line up with how they want to live their lives...
They say they would never do what their forefathers did but they are in the middle of doing it as they conspire against Jesus.
Lord please always keep my eyes open to Your truth. May my life not be one focused on making things look perfect, but may it be a daily surrendered to You. May I teach Your truth to those You place in my life. May I not be blinded to lies that make things look beautiful on the outside that try to cover up the dirt on the inside. You are the only one that can take the dirt inside of us and make beautiful things.
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