The Wedding at Cana: John 2:1-11

¹On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus' mother was there, ²and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. ³When the wine was gone, Jesus' mother said to him, "They have no more wine." ⁴"Dear woman, why do you involve me?" Jesus replied, "My time has not yet come." ⁵His mother said to the servants, "Do whatever he tells you." ⁶Nearby stood six stone water jars, the kind used by the Jews for ceremonial washing, each holding from twenty to thirty gallons. ⁷Jesus said to the servants, "Fill the jars with water"; so they filled them to the brim. ⁸Then he told them, "Now draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet." They did so, ⁹and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into wine. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew. Then he called the bridegroom aside ¹⁰and said, "Everyone brings out the choice wine first and then the cheaper wine after the guests have had too much to drink; but you have saved the best till now." ¹¹This, the first of his miraculous signs, Jesus performed in Cana of Galilee. He thus revealed his glory, and his disciples put their faith in him.

"Why do you involve me?" is the question that Jesus cryptically asks his mother when she asks him to do something about the wine. Its a strangely worded phrase, almost hostile, but what does it mean?

"Why do you involve me?" This question is rambling around my mind, bringing up a host of others. Why am I seeking the Lord? Do I question the Lord too much about what is going on?

Why am I seeking the Lord? This is an question with no real answer, I guess. It is really hard to put my finger on it. And maybe it is a question that I should be asking myself more often, as I have lately found myself falling away, specifically in the couple of weeks before Rockbridge. Maybe I was falling away because I became too focused on the joys of being in Christian community within Intervarsity. Maybe I was seeking the Lord for worldly things, instead of pursuing a special relationship with God. Maybe I am a Pharisee. While I was at Rockbridge, I went on a walk with a friend of mine, and he pointed out that I may be doing this. I had been thinking about this since then, and really must examine the things I do publicly. When I raise my hands in worship, am I really raising them for God, or is it because others do? Am I journaling publicly for me and God, or for me and friends? I am finding that I need to start questioning myself about what I say and do, and whether they are for the Lord, or for acceptance. Maybe another reason for my distant feelings is that I am questioning the Lord too much. I have found that when I pray, I rarely give time for God to respond, before I start asking Him something else. Maybe patience is something that I must give, and something that God needs on my behalf. I need to look around, and see what God has done in my life already before I should start asking him for more.

In Him,

Will