Today, I see a man take a whip to the traders in the temple. There is chaos and confusion. There are shouts and protests.
I see him stand his ground and tell them they are wrong, tell them they are shutting out those who are supposed to be allowed in.
I see them get angry. There is nowhere for them to hide, and he will not stop.
I see he is in danger. I see that he counts that danger as less important than people being allowed in, being welcomed to pray, to be.
I see that things are going to change, like it or not.