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GOD BEGINNINGS, part 1: The Invitation

July 8, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

An empty hospital mental health evaluation room sits in quiet shadow. A hospital gown is draped over a lone chair, while an open door at the far end floods the sterile space with warm light. The contrast between darkness and light subtly symbolizes Christ's invitation meeting us in our vulnerability before anything has been repaired. — Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “God Beginnings, Part 1: The Invitation” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“Then Jesus said, ‘Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.’” (Matthew 11:28–30 NLT)

I was seventeen. I’d been smoking, and my parents—who never liked it anyway—took the cigarettes away, probably as much for my attitude as for the habit itself. What followed wasn’t rational. A nicotine fit collided with a panic attack, and the panic curdled into anger I couldn’t get a hold of. My parents called the police. Not to punish me—to help me. It was a wellness check, nothing more. No record. No charges. Just people trying to keep a kid from hurting himself or someone else.

I ended up in a hospital room for a mental health evaluation. They took my clothes and my possessions and put me in a gown. The room was dark. I sat there—stripped of everything that was mine, including the version of myself I usually presented to the world—waiting until someone decided it was time to see me.

I tell you this not to relive it, but because that room is where I first understood something about the word “Come.”

The EMS worker who transported me that night knew me. Before she took me in, she let me have one more cigarette and told me, only half-joking, that next time I wanted a ride to the hospital, I could just call her directly. I laughed. It was funny. But underneath the joke was something else—she saw me exactly as I was, mid-crisis, out of control, undignified, and she didn’t wait for me to compose myself before she offered care. Her humor was the care. I felt heard. I felt, strange as it sounds, invited.

That’s the shape of what Jesus says in Matthew 11. “Come” isn’t a summons issued once you’ve gotten yourself together. It isn’t conditional on sobriety of mind, composure of spirit, or a resolved account of how you got here. It’s imperative and immediate—present tense, no clause attached. Jesus doesn’t say “come, once you’ve made sense of things.” He says come, full stop, to people already weary and already burdened, mid-crisis, before any of it is resolved.

That’s worth sitting with, because trust of this kind is not the same as passivity. Coming to Christ weary is itself the first act—the initial movement, distinct from the fixing, explaining, or composing we assume has to happen first. Most of what passes for spiritual formation quietly reverses this order: believe correctly, behave rightly, and then you belong. Jesus inverts it. Belonging comes first. Trust becomes the doorway everything else walks through—not the reward waiting at the far end of it.

Psalm 46 makes the same claim from a different angle. God is called refuge and strength before any crisis is described, and only after that does the psalm picture the earth giving way, mountains collapsing into churning water—total upheaval—and says: even there, no fear. The help was never contingent on the chaos settling down first. It’s there inside the collapse.

This is where the invitation gets uncomfortable in a useful way. Many of us have quietly built our worth around having things together—composure as a kind of currency we assume we need before we’re welcome anywhere, including before God. That myth runs deep, and it doesn’t only live in individuals. Churches build the same architecture. Congregations, like people, often absorb the sense that vitality must be proven before grace is extended—that struggling is disqualifying rather than simply human. That’s a thread this series will pull harder on later. For today, it’s enough to notice: the logic of “prove it, then belong” is not the logic of “Come.”

The room I sat in that night wasn’t fixed by the time I left it. But something had already happened before any fixing began. Someone came toward me exactly as I was, and that was enough to be the beginning of something.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Christ’s invitation was never waiting on you to arrive composed.

PRAYER
God, we come as we are—unfinished, undignified, still in the middle of what we haven’t resolved. Forgive us for believing we must earn a welcome before we receive one. Meet us before the mending starts. Teach us to trust that your invitation was never contingent on our readiness. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of Claude (Anthropic).

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God Was Already Here

July 3, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig 2 Comments

Read Genesis 28:10–22

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“A certain woman named Lydia, a worshiper of God, was listening to us; she was from the city of Thyatira and a dealer in purple cloth. The Lord opened her heart to listen eagerly to what was said by Paul.” (Acts 16:14 NRSVue)

A winding yellow brick road stretches through a peaceful countryside at sunrise, leading toward distant hills beneath a glowing sky. A weathered stone rests beside the road, subtly recalling Jacob's pillow, while the warm morning light suggests both new beginnings and the quiet realization that holy ground has been present all along. — Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “God Was Already Here” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

I’ve always had a soft spot for The Wizard of Oz. It remains one of my favorite films, and I’ve watched it many times over the course of my life. As a child, it captured my imagination. The Wicked Witch of the West terrified me, yet I couldn’t look away. Like many children, I saw the story as a simple battle between good and evil.

As I’ve grown older, however, I’ve come to appreciate that the story is far more nuanced than I first realized. The Wicked Witch is certainly the villain, but she isn’t simply wicked for wickedness’s sake. Dorothy’s unexpected arrival sets tragedy in motion. A house falls from the sky, her sister is killed, and the shoes she believes belong to her are suddenly worn by someone else. None of that excuses her choices, but it reminds me that stories—and people—are often more complicated than they first appear.

Still, the moment that has stayed with me most isn’t the Witch or even the Wizard. It’s the ending. Dorothy has finally defeated the Witch. The Wizard’s promises have fallen apart. The journey seems over, yet the one thing she still longs for—home—remains just out of reach. Then Glinda gently reveals what Dorothy never imagined: the means to return home had been with her almost the entire journey. The slippers hadn’t changed. Dorothy had. What she needed was not something new, but new eyes to recognize what had been there all along.

As I write this, I am sitting at my desk on the first day of a new season of ministry. The months leading here were filled with spiritual renewal, prayer, healing, waiting, and rediscovering joy. Looking back, I realize that while I thought I was preparing for whatever came next, God was quietly preparing me to recognize work that had already begun.

That realization brings me to Jacob.

Fleeing uncertainty, Jacob stops for the night with nothing more than a stone for a pillow. While he sleeps, he dreams of a ladder stretching between heaven and earth, with angels ascending and descending upon it. When he awakens, he doesn’t declare that God has suddenly arrived. Instead, he says, “Surely the Lord is in this place, and I did not know it.”

The ground had not become holy overnight.

Jacob had simply awakened to a holiness that had always been there.

The same pattern appears again in the book of Acts. When Paul meets Lydia by the river, Scripture tells us that the Lord had already opened her heart. Paul did not manufacture faith. He did not bring God’s presence into Lydia’s life. He became a witness to the work God had already begun.

How often do we make the same mistake?

We begin a new job and wonder what we will accomplish.

We move into a new neighborhood and wonder how we will make a difference.

We join a new church and ask what ministry we will build.

Yet Scripture gently redirects our attention. Before we ever arrive, God is already there. Before we ever speak, the Holy Spirit is already moving. Before we ever begin serving, grace has already gone ahead of us.

We are not the authors of God’s work. We are witnesses to it.

That truth is both humbling and liberating. It reminds us that the success of God’s Kingdom does not rest on our shoulders. Our calling is not to create God’s presence, but to recognize it. Not to initiate grace, but to participate in it. Not to bring Christ into the world, but to join Christ where the Holy One is already at work.

Wherever you find yourself today—a new season, a new challenge, a new relationship, or simply another ordinary day—perhaps the most faithful prayer is not, “God, come here.”

Perhaps it is:

“Open my eyes.”

You may discover, like Jacob, that the ground beneath your feet is holier than you ever imagined.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Faith begins not by bringing God somewhere new, but by recognizing the Holy One who has been there all along.

PRAYER
Holy One, thank You for always going before us. Open our eyes to recognize Your presence in the people we meet, the places we enter, and the ordinary moments we too easily overlook. Give us humble hearts to join the work You have already begun, trusting that Your grace is always one step ahead of our own. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

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From the Archives: SEVEN LOADED LETTERS, Part 6: The Church that Played Dead

May 20, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Revelation 3:1–6

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“These people say they are mine. They honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me.” (Isaiah 29:13 NLT)

The Book of Revelation opens not not with beasts or bowls, but with a voice—a call that echoes through time and space to a Church both ancient and present. These seven letters, delivered to communities scattered across Asia Minor, are more than historical artifacts. They are loaded with truth, urgency, and love. They speak to us, challenge us, and strip away illusions. In every age, Christ’s words to the Church still ask us to listen—and respond.

Image: AI-generated using OpenAI’s DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “The Church That Played Dead” at Life-Giving Water Devotion

Part 6: The Church That Played Dead. They had a name for being alive. People looked at them and saw success. Momentum. Activity. A solid reputation. And yet, Jesus—who sees beyond appearances—spoke a truth that silenced the room: “You are dead.”

Sardis wasn’t being persecuted. They weren’t being tested. They weren’t in crisis. That might have been the problem. They were comfortable, confident, and coasting on yesterday’s faith. The form remained. But the fire had gone out.

This wasn’t a church that failed to perform—it was a church that learned how to perform too well. And that’s what makes Sardis feel so familiar today.

We see it in churches built like brands—polished, televised, franchised. Places where celebrity pastors replace shepherds, and worship feels more like spectacle than surrender. We see it in the rise of prosperity preaching, partisan pulpits, and marketing strategies baptized as mission. These churches are full. Loud. Impressive. But Jesus isn’t impressed. He never was.

But it’s not just in megachurches.

We see it in denominational dashboards, where vitality gets reduced to numbers: attendance, professions of faith, giving units, mission hours logged. Boxes get checked. Goals get met. Reports get filed. But hearts remain unchanged.

Jesus was never about numbers. He was about relationships.

His movement went from one, to three, to twelve, to thousands, and back again to twelve, then three at the cross. His mission wasn’t built on crowd retention—it was built on deep, costly, unshakable love.

Not image. Not metrics. But faithfulness.

When Jesus says to Sardis, “Wake up. Strengthen what remains and is about to die,” it’s not a rejection—it’s a rescue.

He doesn’t say it’s too late. He says there’s still something left. But it won’t survive on autopilot. It won’t be saved by better branding or busier programming. It has to return to the source. To Him.

“These people say they are mine. They honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me.” (Isaiah 29:13 NLT)

And then there’s this, from Jesus himself:

“You are like whitewashed tombs—beautiful on the outside, but filled with dead bones and all sorts of impurity.” (Matthew 23:27 NLT)

This is the danger of playing dead: you forget you’re supposed to be alive.

But resurrection is still on offer.

Jesus says, “If you do not wake up, I will come like a thief.” The language is sharp because the stakes are real. A church can do all the “right” things, and still lose the thread. Still fall asleep at the altar. Still drift into a coma of respectability.

But not everyone in Sardis gave up.

“Yet you have a few people… who have not soiled their clothes. They will walk with me, dressed in white, for they are worthy.” (Revelation 3:4 NLT)

To those few, Jesus doesn’t say, “Start a rebellion.” He says, “Hold on.”

Stay awake. Stay faithful. Stay close.

This isn’t about recapturing success. It’s about reclaiming life. The Church doesn’t need to prove it’s alive. It needs to return to the One who is.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
You can’t build resurrection on reputation. Only Jesus gives life that lasts.

PRAYER
Wake us up, Lord. Strip away the illusions we’ve built. Forgive us for confusing noise with life, numbers with faithfulness, and performance with presence. Strengthen what remains. Help us return to you—not for appearances, but for love. Amen.

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ALTAR AUDIT, Part 17: The Altar of Power

April 2, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read John 13:1–17

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“But among you it will be different. Those who are the greatest among you should take the lowest rank, and the leader should be like a servant.” (Luke 22:26 NLT)

Altars reveal what we worship. Some are obvious—raised platforms of stone and flame. Others are quieter, constructed in systems, reputations, loyalties, and assumptions. Lent is a season of holy examination. It calls us to look closely at what we have built, what we defend, and what we trust. In this series, we conduct an audit—not of budgets or buildings, but of allegiances. Lent strips away every false altar until only Christ remains.

A dimly lit upper room scene shows a central figure kneeling low on the floor, washing another’s feet while others sit elevated around the room, the warm lamplight emphasizing the stark reversal of expected roles and authority. — Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “The Altar of Power” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

Part 17: The Altar of Power. Power, as the world understands it, is not complicated. It is structured, ordered, and visible. There are those above and those below, those who lead and those who follow, those who command and those who obey. In the world of Jesus and the disciples, that structure was not questioned—it was assumed. A teacher stood above disciples. A master stood above servants. Everyone knew their place. No one beneath washed the feet of those above.

Foot washing belonged to the lowest position in the room. It was the task reserved for the one with the least status, the least authority, the least dignity in the eyes of the world. It was not symbolic or ceremonial. It was menial, embodied, and unmistakably clear. And then Jesus stands up.

The Gospel tells us that Jesus removes the outer garment. That detail matters. In that moment, Jesus lays aside the visible markers of authority and assumes the posture of someone beneath everyone else in the room. This is not simply an act of humility. It is a movement into the lowest position available. Jesus does not just serve. Jesus takes the place of a slave.

When Jesus comes to Peter, the tension surfaces immediately. Peter refuses. Not quietly or politely, but definitively: “You will never wash my feet.” This is not humility. It is protest. Peter is not lowering himself; he is trying to keep Jesus elevated. He is defending a world where teachers remain above students and masters remain above servants. He is protecting the structure.

Jesus refuses.

“Unless I wash you, you have no part with me.”

There is no softening in that statement. No compromise, no adjustment, no attempt to ease Peter’s discomfort. Jesus draws a boundary. If Peter cannot receive this—if Peter cannot accept a Christ who kneels, who descends, who refuses to remain above—then Peter does not yet understand what it means to belong to him. Peter is not rejecting service. He is rejecting a Savior who will not stay in the place the world says a Savior should occupy.

This is where the meaning of the moment sharpens. Jesus is not modeling a better version of leadership within the existing system. Jesus is not demonstrating kindness as an added virtue. Jesus is exposing the system itself and refusing to participate in it. The world builds power by climbing higher, securing position, and maintaining distance. Jesus reveals power by going lower, by removing what marks status, and by closing the distance entirely.

Jesus removes everything the world uses to measure power… and kneels.

That movement is not symbolic. It is revelatory. It shows that what we call power may not be power at all, and what we dismiss as weakness may be the very place where the truth of God is made known. This is why the moment unsettles us. We are far more comfortable with a Jesus who serves than a Jesus who dismantles. We can admire humility while still preserving hierarchy. We can speak about servant leadership while continuing to protect position, status, and control.

That is where this turns toward us. We still live within systems that depend on knowing our place. We still measure influence, authority, and worth in ways that mirror the world more than the God’s Kingdom. We still resist the idea that power could look like descent instead of ascent. And, like Peter, we often call that resistance reverence. We say we are honoring Christ, when what we are really doing is asking Christ to remain above us in ways that feel safer, clearer, and easier to manage.

Jesus does not accept that version of faith.

“Unless I wash you, you have no part with me.”

The invitation is not to admire what Jesus does. It is to receive it. It is to allow the collapse of everything we thought power was supposed to be, and to follow Christ into a way of being that no longer depends on staying above anyone else. In the kingdom of God, power is not proven by who stands above. It is revealed by who is willing to kneel.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
If we need Christ to remain above us, we may not yet understand the power Christ reveals.

PRAYER
God, unsettle our assumptions about power. Reveal where we have confused position with faithfulness and authority with truth. Teach us to receive the humility of Christ not as an idea but as a way of life. Give us the courage to follow, even when it dismantles what we thought power was supposed to be. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

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ALTAR AUDIT, Part 16: The Altar of Betrayal

April 1, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Matthew 26:14–16

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“Even my best friend, the one I trusted completely, the one who shared my food, has turned against me.” (Psalm 41:9 NLT)

A cracked stone altar sits in an open architectural space overlooking a distant city skyline, under muted gray skies, symbolizing fracture, exposure, and the hidden structures behind what appears stable. — Image: AI-generated using Adobe Firefly and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “ALTAR AUDIT: A New Lenten Devotion Series” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

Part 16: The Altar of Betrayal. Not all decisions are made out in the open. Some take shape quietly, in conversations that never make the record, in tensions that linger just beneath the surface. By the time something finally happens, the conditions have already been set.

Holy Week is full of those moments. Judas’ act of betrayal is one of them—and it changes everything.

We know this story, or at least we think we do…

Judas becomes the easy answer—the betrayer, the villain, the one who sold Jesus for silver. But the Gospels do not begin there, and if we begin there, we have already stepped away from what the text is actually doing. “Judas” is not a strange or cursed name. It is Judah, a common name, a shared identity. Over time, the Church has taken that name and turned it into a symbol of ultimate betrayal. Not just a person remembered, but a category created—a warning label. That move is not neutral. It creates distance. It allows us to point and say, “That is not us,” without ever asking how close the story actually comes.

The Gospels do not present a group of disciples who all understood Jesus while one stood apart. They show a community wrestling, misunderstanding, arguing, and resisting. They debated who would be greatest. They pushed back when Jesus spoke of suffering. They followed, yes, but not always with clarity and not always with courage. Judas is not introduced as the outsider. Judas is one of them.

And then the text tells us something both simple and unsettling. Judas went to the religious leaders. No summons. No recorded coercion. No dramatic recruitment. He went. And yet, the deeper question remains: how did he know where to go? By this point, the Gospels are clear that the leadership had already begun considering how to remove Jesus. Not publicly, not recklessly, but deliberately and quietly. The system was already in motion.

So we hold both truths at once: Judas went to them, and the system was already waiting to receive him.

No one had to explicitly tell Judas. He already knew exactly where to go.

This is how power often works. It does not always issue commands; it creates conditions. It signals what will be rewarded and makes certain actions thinkable long before they are taken. It maintains distance while leaving the door open.Someone close enough to see both sides—close enough to feel the tension—steps through it.

One person crosses the threshold. And it only takes one.

From that moment, everything begins to move. Access is granted. Timing is set. The arrest becomes possible. Once the machinery turns, others are caught in its wake. Peter, who swore loyalty, denies. The others scatter. Leaders justify. Authorities comply. The crowd follows. The chain of unintended consequences unfolds, pulling even the strongest voices into actions they never imagined they would take.

Judas is not the whole problem. Judas is the turning point.

Because it is easier to isolate betrayal in one person than to recognize the conditions that made it possible. It is easier to name a villain than to examine the system. It is easier to condemn Judas than to ask how often we have participated in quieter versions of the same thing. Systems still reward what they will not openly request. Truth still becomes inconvenient. Insiders still know exactly where to go when following Christ begins to cost too much.

We do not need silver. We only need a moment where allegiance becomes negotiable.

And here is the hardest truth of all. By turning Judas into a caricature, we have not protected the story—we have distorted it. We have made betrayal something distant, something obvious, something we would never do. In doing so, we have avoided seeing how close it actually is.

Judas betrayed Jesus.

But when we reduce him to less than human, when we refuse to see ourselves in the same circle, and when we pretend we would have stood firm while others faltered, we betray them both.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Betrayal begins long before the act—when following Christ becomes something we are willing to negotiate.

PRAYER
God, search us where we are most certain of ourselves. Reveal where our allegiance has become conditional, where comfort has replaced courage, and where we have chosen distance over truth. Give us the grace to remain faithful when it costs us, and the honesty to see ourselves clearly in the story. Amen.

]Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

Holy Week Series, Lent, Series

ALTAR AUDIT, Part 15: The Altar of Control

March 31, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Mark 12:13–17

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“If we allow him to go on like this, soon everyone will believe in him. Then the Roman army will come and destroy both our Temple and our nation.” (John 11:48 NLT)

A large stone altar sits centered in a modern open courtyard, split by a deep crack running through its middle. The surrounding architecture is symmetrical and still, with a distant city skyline blurred in gray light. Overlaid text reads “ALTAR AUDIT: A New Lenten Devotion Series” and “The Altar of Control,” with “Life-Giving Water Devotions” at the bottom. The atmosphere is cold and controlled, suggesting fractured trust beneath structured systems. — Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “The Altar of Control” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

Part 15: The Altar of Control. It begins like so many conversations do—with a question that seems reasonable enough on the surface. There is no raised voice, no visible confrontation, just a moment offered in public, shaped carefully, placed precisely where it will be heard.

But something is off.

The tone is measured. The setting is controlled. The words are familiar. And yet beneath it all, there is a sense that the answer matters less than what the answer will produce.

Jesus is standing in that space when the question comes: “Is it right to pay taxes to Caesar or not?”

It sounds simple. It is anything but.

Say yes, and you are aligned with empire. Say no, and you are marked as a threat to it. Either way, the outcome has already been calculated. The question is not seeking truth. It is seeking control.

This is where the altar reveals itself.

The altar of control is built when truth is no longer the goal—only outcome.

The brilliance of the trap is how normal it sounds. It does not announce itself as manipulation. It presents as discernment. It uses language that feels faithful, responsible, even necessary. But underneath, the aim is not understanding—it is positioning, exposure, and leverage.

Not every question is asked in good faith.

And Jesus refuses to answer on those terms.

“Give to Caesar what belongs to Caesar, and give to God what belongs to God.”

This is not an endorsement of empire. It is not a command to compliance. It is a refusal to be trapped inside a false framework. The question assumes divided loyalties that can be neatly sorted and controlled. Jesus exposes the assumption itself.

You cannot reduce faithfulness to a category that can be managed. You cannot contain God within the boundaries of political convenience. You cannot force truth into a system designed to protect itself.

In fact, here’s a Biblical interpretive hack: Jesus returns question with question—“Whose image is on this?” Then, “give to Caesar what is Caesar’s and to God what is God’s.” No one could deny the words, but the weight underneath them was equally undeniable. What is Caesar’s, exactly? Not much in the grand scheme of things. What is God’s? Everything—including what Caesar claims.

And just like that, the trap collapses.

But the instinct behind it does not.

Because the altar of control is not confined to one group, one system, or one moment. It appears anywhere truth becomes secondary to outcome, anywhere questions are shaped not to learn, but to corner.

We know this instinct.

Where we ask questions to trap, not learn. Where we debate to win, not discern. Where we use Scripture to control, not reveal.

It shows up in religious spaces. It shows up in political spaces. It shows up in conversations where the goal is no longer understanding, but victory—where the outcome matters more than the truth itself.

And often, it is justified.

In John’s Gospel, the reasoning is made explicit: better to control the situation than to risk losing everything. Better to contain the disruption than to let it spread. Control is framed as wisdom. Preservation is framed as necessity.

That is how the altar is built.

Not through open rebellion, but through careful justification. Not through obvious corruption, but through quiet calculation. Not through abandoning faith, but through reshaping it into something manageable.

And Jesus will not participate in that.

Jesus does not play the game. Jesus does not accept the premise. Jesus does not allow truth to be reduced to something that can be leveraged for advantage.

Instead, Jesus reveals something deeper: that what belongs to God cannot be negotiated, controlled, or contained by the systems we build.

Which brings the question back to us.

Are we seeking truth…or control?

Because the difference is not always visible at first. It often sounds the same. It often feels the same. It often even uses the same words.

But one leads to surrender. The other leads to power.

And only one of those leads to God.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
The altar of control is built wherever truth is shaped to secure outcomes instead of reveal God.

PRAYER
God, expose the places where I seek control more than truth. Where I have shaped questions to protect my own outcomes, bring honesty. Where I have used your word to manage rather than listen, bring humility. Teach me to seek what is true, even when it unsettles what I would rather keep. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

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ALTAR AUDIT, Part 14: The Altar of Profit

March 30, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Mark 11:15–19

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“I will bring them to my holy mountain of Jerusalem and will fill them with joy in my house of prayer. I will accept their burnt offerings and sacrifices, because my Temple will be called a house of prayer for all nations.” (Isaiah 56:7 NLT)

A large stone altar sits centered in a modern open courtyard, split by a deep crack running through its middle. The surrounding architecture is clean and symmetrical, with a distant city skyline blurred in gray light. Overlaid text reads “ALTAR AUDIT: A New Lenten Devotion Series” and “The Altar of Profit,” with “Life-Giving Water Devotions” at the bottom. The atmosphere is cold, still, and fractured, symbolizing the breaking of trusted systems. — Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “The Altar of Profit” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

Part 14: The Altar of Profit.The noise of Palm Sunday has not quite faded yet. The crowds have thinned, but the energy lingers—the sense that something important has begun, that something is about to happen. Jesus enters the Temple in that space between celebration and outcome, where expectation still hangs in the air.

And then everything shifts.

Tables are overturned, coins scatter, and animals are driven out. The disruption is physical, violent, threatening, and immediate—not symbolic or abstract. In a crowded Temple under watchful authority, this was not a safe act. By ordinary standards, it would look foolish. Foolish by worldly standards…faithful by God’s.

It is easy to misread this moment as anger at commerce itself, but that misses the point. The Temple required money. Pilgrims needed currency exchange, and sacrifices required animals. This system had long existed and was necessary for participation in worship. Jesus and the disciples would have navigated that reality.

So this is not outrage at the presence of money. This is judgment on what the system had become.

“My house will be called a house of prayer for all nations… but you have made it a den of robbers.” A den of robbers is not where robbery happens; it is where robbers retreat. It is where what has been taken is protected, where exploitation is shielded from consequence. It is a place that feels safe—not for the vulnerable, but for those who benefit from the system as it stands.

That is the problem.

The Temple still functioned. Worship still happened. People still gathered. Nothing on the surface suggested failure. But underneath, something had shifted. A system that once served access to God had become a system that shielded injustice. It had become embedded, normalized, and—most dangerously—protected.

Because it worked.

It worked for those who benefited. It worked for those in power. It worked well enough that no one had to ask whether it was still faithful.

And that is what Jesus refuses.

Jesus does not disrupt the system because it exists. Jesus disrupts it because it has become untouchable, because what once served God had begun to serve itself, and because what should have opened the way had begun to control it.

This is not a gentle correction. It is a decisive refusal.

Not here. Not like this. Not in the name of God.

This is where the altar reveals itself.

The altar of profit is not built when money is present. It is built when systems that exploit are allowed to stand because they are useful, familiar, or beneficial—and are protected because they work for the ones in power. It is built when access is shaped by what someone can give, when belonging is quietly filtered, and when some move freely while others encounter barriers that were never meant to exist.

And most often, it goes unchallenged.

Because it works.

We are not distant from this. We inherit systems, participate in them, and benefit from them in ways we may not always recognize. Over time, what is familiar becomes unquestioned, and what is unquestioned becomes defended—not because we intend harm, but because disruption feels costly.

Because overturning tables always does.

But the gospel does not preserve what is comfortable if it is no longer faithful. Jesus does not protect systems simply because they are established. Jesus walks into the center of what we assume is holy and reveals what it has become, not only with words, but with action.

Which leaves us with a question that cannot be avoided:

What do we defend because it works…

and what might Christ overturn if Christ walked into it?

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
The altar of profit stands wherever exploitation is protected because it benefits those in power.

PRAYER
God, give me the clarity to see what I have accepted without question. Where I have benefited from what is not faithful, bring truth to light. Where I have defended what should be examined, give me courage to let it go. Lead me into a faith that reflects your justice, not my comfort. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

Devotional, Holy Week Series, Lent, Series

ALTAR AUDIT, Part 13: The Altar of Popularity

March 29, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Luke 19:28–40

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“Then the Pharisees said to each other, ‘There’s nothing we can do. Look, everyone has gone after him!’” (John 12:19 NLT)

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Part 13: The Altar of Popularity. Palm Sunday feels like a victory. The road is lined with people. Cloaks are thrown down. Branches are waved. Voices rise together in celebration. “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord.”

It looks like faith. It sounds like devotion. It feels like certainty.

But popularity is not the same as allegiance.

The crowd is not lying. They are responding. They see something in Jesus that stirs hope, and they respond with what they have—praise, excitement, expectation. There is sincerity here. There is even joy.

But there is also assumption.

They are welcoming the kind of king they expect. A king who will restore, elevate, and vindicate. A king who fits their vision of how God should act. The celebration is real, but it is built on a particular understanding of who Jesus is and what Jesus has come to do.

And that understanding will not hold. Jesus is the embodiment of “I AM WHO I AM”—“I WILL BE WHAT I WILL BE”—not who we wish Jesus to be, not who the crowd demands Jesus to be.

Because the road does not end in Jerusalem’s throne rooms. It leads somewhere else entirely. It leads to confrontation, to disruption, to suffering. It leads to a cross.

Palm Sunday celebrates arrival.

But it does not yet reckon with direction.

This is where the altar reveals itself.

The altar of popularity is built when faith is measured by approval. When what is affirmed by the crowd is assumed to be what is faithful. When the volume of praise is mistaken for the depth of commitment. It doesn’t take long to see how easily this happens. Even in something as simple as a show like The Traitors, herd mentality takes over quickly—people align with the crowd, suspicions spread, and “faithful” players turn on one another just to stay in step with the group. It is unsettling how quickly belonging outweighs truth.

It is easy to follow Christ when the path is lined with voices that agree. It is easy to join in when the movement feels like momentum, when the story feels like it is going somewhere triumphant and visible.

But the same road that receives praise will soon demand something else.

Not louder voices.

Not greater numbers.

But deeper trust.

The Gospels do not present a crowd that slowly drifts away in confusion. They show something more unsettling. The energy shifts. The expectations collapse. The same public enthusiasm that welcomed Jesus does not sustain when the path becomes costly.

And this is not just about them.

We are not outside that crowd. We are formed by the same instincts. We know how to celebrate what feels right. We know how to align ourselves with what gains affirmation. We know how to participate when following Christ looks like belonging, like clarity, like movement.

But when Christ leads somewhere uncomfortable—when obedience disrupts what we would prefer to keep intact—the question changes.

Not, “Do we agree?”

But, “Will we continue?”

Popularity creates the illusion that we are further along than we are. It allows us to believe that agreement is the same as commitment, that enthusiasm is the same as trust. It gathers us into something that feels like unity, even when that unity has not been tested.

But faith is not formed on the road where everyone agrees. It is formed on the road where following becomes costly.

Palm branches are easy to carry. They require nothing but participation in themoment.

Golgotha requires something else.

It requires staying when the crowd thins. It requires trust when the outcome no longer looks like victory. It requires a willingness to follow Christ not just where it is celebrated, but where it is rejected.

And that is where the altar breaks.

Because the altar of popularity cannot survive that road. It depends on affirmation. It depends on agreement. It depends on a version of Christ that keeps the crowd intact.

But Christ does not move according to the crowd. Christ moves toward the cross.

So the question is not whether we have praised. The question is not whether we have participated.

The question is whether we will follow.

Do we follow Christ to Golgotha…or do we follow the crowd?

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Popularity may gather a crowd, but only trust follows Christ to the cross.

PRAYER
God, guard me from confusing approval with faithfulness. Give me the courage to follow Christ not only where it is easy, but where it is costly. Form in me a trust that remains when the crowd fades and the road becomes uncertain. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

Devotional, Lent, Series

ALTAR AUDIT, Part 12: The Altar of Delay

March 27, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Mark 14:32-42

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“This is all the more urgent, for you know how late it is; time is running out. Wake up, for our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed.” (Romans 13:11 NLT)

Part 12: The Altar of Delay. There is a moment when faith stops being theoretical. There is a moment when belief becomes costly, when following Christ is no longer about agreement but obedience. Gethsemane is that moment.

Jesus does not ask for something dramatic or public. There is no crowd, no miracle, no spectacle. The request is simple: stay here, keep watch, and pray. It is quiet, immediate, and personal. And they cannot do it.

This is not betrayal—not yet. It is not denial—not yet. It is something quieter and far more familiar: delay. Delay is the refusal—or inability—to step into obedience when it becomes real.

“Could you not watch with me one hour?” The question is not about perfection. It is about readiness. Because delay rarely feels like rejection. It feels reasonable. Temporary. Understandable. “Just a moment.” “Not yet.” “Soon.”

But in Gethsemane, delay has weight. While they sleep, the moment passes. While they hesitate, the path unfolds without them. What could have been faithfulness becomes absence.

Do we have a faith of obedient trust, or a faith of complacency?

This tension is not new. It has always existed in the life of the Church, often in ways that are far less obvious than outright rejection.

Consider Constantine. Not villain, not hero—somewhere in between, and at times undeniably both. A ruler who reshaped the Church’s place in the world, aligned imperial power with Christianity, and altered history in ways we still live with. And yet, he was not baptized until near the end of his life.

Why? We do not fully know. Some point to political calculation. Others to a gradual movement toward belief. Still others suggest he delayed because early Christians took baptism seriously, recognizing the weight of life after it. What we can say is that his story is not simple.

Because marrying Christ to empire was never Christ’s aim. Christ did not seek power, nor build through domination, nor secure allegiance through force or favor. Many Christians recognized this and rejected that alignment outright, often at great personal cost.

So whatever Constantine believed by the end of his life, his story carries a tension we cannot ignore. He moved the faith forward publicly while his own personal step of obedience came later.

That tension should feel familiar.

We do not often deny Christ outright. We align ourselves with Christ. We show up. We speak the language of faith. We build systems, communities, and identities around belief.

But when obedience becomes costly, we hesitate. We delay. We tell ourselves we will get there.

Romans speaks directly into this: “Wake up, for our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed.” There is an urgency to faith that delay resists. Not because God is impatient, but because moments of obedience are not indefinite. They come, and they pass.

The altar of delay is subtle. It does not demand that we reject Christ. It only asks that we wait. That we postpone. That we choose a more convenient moment.

But faith is not formed in convenience. It is formed in response.

And the longer we delay, the easier it becomes to believe that “later” is still faithful.

In Gethsemane, the disciples slept through the moment that mattered. Not because they did not care, but because they were not ready when it counted.

The same danger remains.

Christ still calls. Not always loudly. Not always publicly. Often in quiet moments that require immediate trust. The question is not whether we believe. The question is whether we will respond when obedience becomes real.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Delay is not neutral; it quietly reshapes obedience into absence.

PRAYER
God, wake me from the places where I have grown comfortable in delay. Give me the courage to respond when obedience is required, not when it is convenient. Form in me a faith that trusts you enough to act when the moment comes. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

Devotional, Lent, Series

ALTAR AUDIT, Part 11: The Altar of Comfort

March 25, 2026 Rev. Todd R. Lattig Leave a comment

Read Revelation 3:14-22

ALSO IN SCRIPTURE
“What sorrow awaits you who lounge in luxury in Jerusalem, and you who feel secure in Samaria! You are famous and popular in Israel, and people go to you for help.” (Amos 6:1 NLT)

A large stone altar sits centered in an open, modern courtyard framed by concrete columns, visibly cracked down the middle. Snow or ash falls lightly through the air. In the distance, a blurred city skyline looms under a gray sky. The scene feels cold, exposed, and fractured, symbolizing the breaking of false foundations. — Image: AI-generated using DALL·E and customized by the author. Used with the devotional “The Altar of Comfort” at Life-Giving Water Devotions.

Part 11: The Altar of Comfort. Comfort is not the enemy. That needs to be said clearly. Rest is not the enemy either. Rest is sacred, commanded, and necessary. But comfort and rest are not the same thing, and confusing them may be one of the most dangerous spiritual missteps we make.

Comfort insulates. Rest exposes.

Comfort numbs. Rest awakens.

Comfort says, “I’m fine.” Rest says, “I need God.”

That distinction matters, because the church in Laodicea had comfort in abundance. It was wealthy, stable, and self-sufficient. It lacked nothing—at least, nothing it could see.

And yet Christ’s words cut straight through that illusion: “You say, ‘I have everything I need,’ and you don’t realize that you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked.”

This is not a rebuke of weakness.This is a rebuke of self-secured religion.

The historical context makes this even sharper. Laodicea had no natural water source. Its water was piped in through aqueducts from surrounding cities—hot water from Hierapolis and cold water from Colossae. By the time it reached Laodicea, it was neither hot nor cold. It was lukewarm, mineral-heavy, and unpleasant.

So when Christ says, “You are neither hot nor cold…you are lukewarm,” this is not about emotional passion or spiritual hype. It is about usefulness.

Hot water heals.

Cold water refreshes.

Lukewarm water does neither.

It simply exists—offering no relief, no restoration, nothing of substance.

That is the indictment. Not a church that feels too little, but a church that does nothing. A faith that has become so accommodated, so self-protective, and so settled in its own adequacy that it no longer recognizes its need for Christ at all.

Stability has been mistaken for maturity.

This is where the altar reveals itself. The issue is not that Laodicea had comfort. The issue is that it trusted it. Comfort became the measure of health, the sign of blessing, and the goal to maintain. Nothing urgent. Nothing costly. Everything manageable.

But real rest is something else entirely.

Is comfort rest? Is rest—true rest—even comfortable? Who meditates in silence long enough to face what’s there? Some do…not most. People fear rest, honestly. They prefer leisure—and those are not the same thing. What we often call rest is controlled, comfortable, undemanding. It asks nothing of us. It changes nothing in us. It leaves us exactly as we are. And maybe that’s because we’ve learned to settle for what feels like peace without ever risking what is real. Sometimes what we call peace is simply the absence of disruption. Sometimes what we call wisdom is actually fear. And in the end, what we call rest is often just comfort dressed up in spiritual language.

But true rest…true rest places us before God without distraction, without performance, without control.

And that is rarely comfortable.

Churches can fall into the same pattern. Communities can appear calm while being spiritually numb. They can be orderly without being alive, stable without being faithful. Hard truths are avoided. Costly compassion is delayed. Difficult calls are softened. All of it done in the name of preserving peace.

But not all calm is holy. And in Revelation, Christ is not inside that system. Christ is outside it…knocking.

“I stand at the door and knock.”

Not forcing entry. Not breaking it down. But calling. Because the danger of the altar of comfort is not that it makes us feel bad.

It is that it makes us feel fine. Fine enough not to change. Fine enough not to listen. Fine enough not to need God. Until eventually, we no longer recognize the voice at the door.

But the knocking does not stop.

Christ still calls—not to disrupt for disruption’s sake, but to restore what comfort has numbed. To awaken what has settled. To enter what we have closed off in the name of peace.

The question is not whether Christ is near. The question is whether we will open the door.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Comfort becomes an altar when feeling “fine” replaces our need for Christ.

PRAYER
God, unsettle what has grown too comfortable in me. Strip away the illusion that ease is the same as faithfulness. Teach me the kind of rest that leads to surrender, not avoidance. Open my ears to your voice, even when it calls me beyond what is familiar or safe. Amen.

Devotion written by Rev. Todd R. Lattig with the assistance of ChatGPT (OpenAI).

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