On the third day there was a wedding in Cana of Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there. Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the wine gave out, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.” And Jesus said to her, “Woman, what concern is that to you and to me? My hour has not yet come.” His mother said to the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”
Now standing there were six stone water jars for the Jewish rites of purification, each holding twenty or thirty gallons. Jesus said to them, “Fill the jars with water.” And they filled them up to the brim. He said to them, “Now draw some out, and take it to the chief steward.” So they took it. When the steward tasted the water that had become wine, and did not know where it came from (though the servants who had drawn the water knew), the steward called the bridegroom and said to him, “Everyone serves the good wine first, and then the inferior wine after the guests have become drunk. But you have kept the good wine until now.”
Jesus did this, the first of his signs, in Cana of Galilee, and revealed his glory; and his disciples believed in him.
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From our earliest moments, we learn to navigate challenges in life. We discover that being good earns a reward. Painfully, doors can pinch and pots on the stove can burn. If someone else gets a bigger piece of cake, I get a smaller piece.
In John’s Gospel today, the reference to Mary as “Woman” hints of the Genesis account of Adam and Eve stealing from God’s gifts in the Garden of Eden. Jesus has come to repair the damage of original sin by showing mercy for us who are wounded by life’s hard lessons. Jesus’ gift is not just sufficient in the moment, but generous to an excess.
Twice this Sunday I can take time to sift through my moods and choices, asking in this New Year whether I am trusting God’s grace to exceed my expectation – or maneuvering on my own to come out ahead.
May I know thee more clearly,
love thee more dearly,
and follow thee more nearly, day by day.
—St. Richard of Chichester