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Water Into Wine
I left the empty life behind. He turned the water into wine.
—Dave Stearman, “He Turned the Water into Wine” (1973)
He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found.
— Isaac Watts, “Joy to the World” (1719)
A Jewish Wedding
They were getting married. A young couple. A simple celebration. Their families weren’t rich. Even scraping together enough money to pay for the food and wine had been difficult, but family and friends chipped in.
Organization was a headache, too, but the young couple had found a family friend to serve as coordinator. Her name was Mary. She was a widow from nearby Nazareth. She was known for her godliness and good sense. She had raised a large family and had lots of practical experience. Perfect for a planner. There was more, though, something unusual. Rumors had it that strange things happened when her first Son was born. Angels. Stars. Prophecies. She and her family had spent time in Egypt, too, in Alexandria perhaps. No doubt she had stories to tell, if only she would.
There was one more thing about the wedding. Mary’s Son Jesus had recently taken up the calling of Rabbi, a teacher of the Law.
Source: http://www.offthegridnews.com/religion/water-into-wine/
