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I am a man with a great love for my Lord, the church and her members, and for coffee, strong and black.
I also have a great love for writing.
Everything I say here is my own opinion. Why in the world would I hold someone else's opinion?

Sunday, May 13, 2012

daily java

Daily Java:
The next day there was a wedding celebration in the village of Cana in Galilee. Jesus’ mother was there, and Jesus and his disciples were also invited to the celebration. The wine supply ran out during the festivities, so Jesus’ mother told him, “They have no more wine.” “Dear woman, that’s not our problem,” Jesus replied. “My time has not yet come.” But his mother told the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.” (John 2:1-5)
Today is Mother’s Day. If you forgot, then we’ll pause while you shoot yourself.

Even Jesus had a mother. that sounds silly at first, but people tend to think of Jesus as living in a vacuum, kind of slipping into the world and floating around.

But here Jesus is at a party and his mother is there too. The family of the couple getting married is on a tight budget and didn’t have enough refreshments. In that culture, these weddings could go on for a long time, so it wouldn’t be hard to run out of food and drink.

These people ran out of wine and people were going to look at them as being cheap. Evidently they were some relation or something to Mary, so she goes to Jesus and tells him about it. He says that it is none of his business. She turns to the servants and tells them to do whatever he says, then she turns back around and looks at Jesus.

Jesus blinked first. He scuffs his sandal in the dirt and says, Aw, Ma. Then he performs his first miracle. He makes 150 gallons of wine for a young couple on their wedding day because his mother told him to do so.

I do not know what Jesus’ timetable was, how long before he intended to do a miracle. I don’t even know if he knew. He was human and I do not think he walked around all the time thinking about how divine he was. That sounds weird.

But his mother was his primary source of instruction and care and had always been. She knew that one day he was going to do something. And in her mind, the mind of a woman keenly aware of embarrassment at a party, this was something important.

Who was the couple? No idea. Was their family important? Probably not or they would have had enough money to get wedding stuff for everybody. Was making wine for a young couple on their wedding day what God had sent Jesus to this earth to do? No, not really.

Yet, this was his first miracle and he did it because his mother told him to.

We eat because our mothers encouraged us. We walk because they wanted us to. We learn to dress ourselves, eat with a fork, bathe, toilet train – everything because our mothers teach us. And they continue to do so all our lives.

Our mothers are the only people who can talk to us like that. And that is because they are our mothers.

Mary was Jesus’ mother and she said Get over there and do something to help these kids. And he said, Yes, mother.

And when mine says something, usually so do I.

Happy Mother’s Day.

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