Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Welcome, welcome. And a glorious Easter Sunday morning it is. Indeed.
Easter celebrates the final and most lasting miracle. This morning, however, we're turning back the page to John 2, verses 2-11. Thankee.
Shortly before Passover that year a wedding took place at Cana
in Galilee. Among the guests at this glorious affair, were Jesus, his
mother, and the Disciples. The celebrants, danced, feasted,
and drank wine until there was no more wine.
Once the wine was gone, Jesus’ mother said to him,
Son, we have no more wine.
Always the polite son, Jesus responded thus,
Ma, it is not my place..........
As any Jewish mother would do, she tapped her foot firmly a number of times, flashed a demure smile, and admonished the servants to do whatever Jesus might ask of them.
Nearby stood six stone water jars ordinarily reserved for ceremonial washing, each of which held from twenty to thirty gallons of water.
Jesus then said to the servants,
Go to the well and fill the jars with water. Once you have done so, draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet.
The servants did so, and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had become wine. Although the servants who had drawn the water knew from whence it came, the master of the banquet did not and when he called the bridegroom aside, he said,
It is to be expected that the choice wine is served first and then the cheaper wine is brought out after the guests have had too much to drink; but you have saved the very finest wine until now.
Thus, Jesus performed the first of his miraculous signs at Cana in Galilee, and by doing so revealed His Glory, and his disciples put their faith in him.
Bow your heads in benediction, please.
Amen. Go in peace, holding Saint Paul's admonition to Saint Timothy close to your hearts.