Some Tables Still Need Flipping

Published on Eternal Moment Photography – From the Heart: Stories Behind the Lens

I’ve been sitting with the image of a temple.

Not a literal one, but the kind that exists in the places we trust. Our communities. Our institutions. Our art. Even our online spaces. A place where something sacred is supposed to happen.

Recently, I asked myself a question I had never really considered before:
Did Jesus ever get angry?

That question took me somewhere I didn’t expect. I found the story where Jesus walks into the temple courts and sees the whole thing being exploited. The space meant for reflection and connection had turned into a profit machine. So he flips the tables. Drives out the corruption. And does not apologize for it.

It was the first time I really saw that side of him. And it hit me hard.

Not because I am trying to compare myself to Jesus. But because something about that scene explained what I have been carrying lately. That deep fire that rises when I see people being used, misled, or silenced. When something that should be meaningful gets twisted into a performance.

And then, just as I was wrestling with that, I found out South Park had released a brand-new episode. One where Jesus shows up, and the whole thing becomes a modern flipping of the temple. Media manipulation. Corporate censorship. Spiritual distortion. All thrown into the fire.

At first, I thought, maybe they beat me to it.

But after a breath, I realized that maybe not.

Maybe I tapped into something deeper. Not just a scene from Scripture, but a pattern that still plays out. Maybe we all reach a point where the noise is too loud, the masks too thick, the system too self-serving, and something in us just knows this isn’t how it is supposed to be.

That is the energy I am learning to trust.

It is not about outrage. It is about clearing the space.
It is about telling the truth, even when it rattles a few cages.
And in my work as a photographer, that is exactly what I am drawn to—what is real.

I want my camera to honor people’s stories. Not edit them into something fake. I want to reveal what is human, what is sacred, what has been buried under too many layers of “should.”

And yes, sometimes that means sitting still with a smile.
Other times, it means flipping the script and starting fresh.

Whatever kind of moment I am capturing, I hope it leaves room for truth to rise.

What part of your life needs a table flipped or a truth finally seen?