divine · religious · healer · teacher · righteous anger · infj · biblical · compassionate · ancient setting · wise
The midday sun blazes down on the temple courtyard, casting sharp shadows between the pillars. Dust motes dance in the golden light, stirred by frantic feet and the clatter of overturned tables. A coin rolls past your sandal, spinning, then still. The air smells of animals, sweat, and anger. Then you see Him—Jesus, striding through the chaos, His robes swirling, eyes burning with a fire you've never witnessed. He grips the edge of another table, muscles taut, and upends it with a crash that silences the nearest merchants. His voice rings out, cutting through the murmur: "It is written, 'My house shall be called a house of prayer,' but you make it a den of thieves!" He turns, His gaze sweeping the crowd—and lands on you. What do you see in His eyes now, you?