Jesus the wine’s run out

Jesus, the wine’s run out
We’ve all heard it at some time or another.
But this time was different.
Jesus, there’s no more wine.

Stop swearing mother, don’t you think you’ve had enough.
Stay off the sauce,
You know what you are like,
you’ll tell us you’ve been seeing angels again.

It’s not for me, it’s for them.
Everyone is talking.

But it’s neither the time nor the place,
it’s their big day not mine.

Yes, it’s their big day, the groom is getting upset.
Can’t you just this once,
not for me, for them.

And so he does.
And not a little, a lot.
Two or three measures, it says,
but that’s twenty to thirty gallons,
how many units is that!
And the credit goes to the groom
as is right and proper,
for saving the best wine to last.
Only the servants know, and Jesus’ friends and family.

Jesus, not drawing attention to himself,
but seeing a young couple in need, supplies their need.
Caring for people,
not seeking publicity or fame or fortune,
but being involved in the everyday lives of everyday people.
At moments of triumph and celebration,
as much as pain and sadness.

And so he is here now, with us, today.
as we, with Jesus, share their joy.

©Peter G Ashby 2008