By Claudia Mair Burney
Thursday, the second week of Advent
My friend Lisa and I talked about this story the other day, and she mentioned something I’d overlooked. “All his mother said was, ‘they have no wine.’ She could have just wanted him to go to the market and pick up a few bottles.” What was it about that statement that made it the prelude to a miracle? It’s a good question to ponder.
There are so many needs I can lay at your feet: she has no home; he is very sick; the children don’t have enough food. Help me to be like your mother, so concerned when the people around me don’t have enough that I take their needs directly to you. Give me the sensitivity to know when you are about to do something spectacular, and the wisdom to gather your servants and urge them to do whatever you say. In this season of giving, so many are desperate for what only you can provide, Lord. Make me and those who journey with me your servants to them, and through us…
“Come, Lord Jesus.”