Go Tear Some Things Up!

Jesus didn’t lose control. He took it back. (Mark 11:15-18)

He walked into the temple—a space designed to host the presence of God—and found it polluted by greed and performance. The day before, He saw it. But instead of reacting, He stepped back. He waited. He communed with the Father. And when the time was right, He returned—not to reason, but to act.

Tables flipped. Merchants scattered. Sacred ground reclaimed.

This wasn’t rage. It was righteous clarity.

Jesus shows us a powerful model: not everything must be confronted immediately, but everything must be confronted in alignment.

See it.

Seek God.

Then move—boldly.

For me, this passage isn’t just about the temple—it’s about my life.

My physical life: Am I honoring God with the way I care for my health, energy, and strength—or am I cutting corners and calling it grace?

My spiritual life: Is my time with God set apart and prioritized—or treated like a side dish when everything else is done?

My relationships: Do I protect the people entrusted to me with love, humility, and sacrifice—or am I just managing the motions?

My leadership: Is what I’m building shaped by God’s vision—or distorted by pressure, pride, and performance?

If we don’t regularly evaluate these areas, we risk allowing the wrong voices and values to take root in places meant to be holy.

Just like the temple—what once hosted God’s presence can become overrun with noise, distraction, and compromise if we’re not paying attention.

Jesus didn’t ask for permission. He didn’t run a poll. He just acted. And the fallout? It was immediate. His boldness exposed corruption, and those benefiting from the broken system began plotting His death.

Truth always costs something.

But here’s what I know: if God reveals misalignment, He expects movement. He calls us to pause, process with Him, and then act—not passively, but with holy fire and unshakable conviction.

Because sacred ground is never reclaimed through silence. It’s reclaimed when a man or woman walks in, sees what doesn’t belong, and flips the tables.