I love the story of The Wedding at Cana, from the Gospel of John. Do you know it? It's beautiful.
Jesus and Mary went to a wedding. We don't know where Joseph was, but whatever. I'm sure he was doing something important, because he missed out on something big.
At the reception, people seemed to be having a good time, drinking wine, getting drunk, but then Mary noticed that things were starting to drag, and she found out why: They had run out of wine.
And that's when she had the idea. Was it divine inspiration? Probably. She said to her Son, "Jesus, we gotta get this party kick-started, and I know that you know what I mean."
Jesus responded, "Really? This is not exactly how I envisioned my first big, public, supernatural magic trick going. I don't know, Mom."
Mary: "For crying out loud, Jesus, just get back there and whip up some hooch. But none of that cheap crap. No Wild Irish Rose for example!"
Well, suffice it to say, Jesus came through. And everyone had a drunken, merry old time.
Beautiful.
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