The
Gospel set for the Second Sunday of Epiphany is John 2.1-11, the account of
Jesus turning water into wine at a wedding in Cana of Galilee.
It
is a favourite passage of mine, and paired with my favourite Collect (or Prayer
for the Day, the day in question being the Second Sunday of Epiphany).
I
want to pay attention to the details. There are six stone jars, for holding
water for ritual purification, that is, a physical and bodily action that invites
us to pause and to experience our body as holy, something that is both inherently
good and chosen by God for his good purposes for his world, truths we lose
sight of in the business of daily life. Such rituals are a gift, bringing us
back to our body as gift, and are especially relevant to those of us who have
been shaped by the Enlightenment and the Cartesian view that ‘I think,
therefore I am’ without reference to my body or the bodies of my parents and
indeed my ancestors from whom my body was given me.
There
are Jewish water-purification rites relating to the menstrual cycle, not
because women are a contaminating presence but because they have a body that
experiences cycles to be attended to, not only on a practical level; cycles
that connect them deeply to all creation. There are Jewish water-purification
rites relating to eating bread, inviting us to pause and wonder at our hand,
and the intimate connection between labour and food. There are rites of
cleansing when laying out the dead, to remind us of the gift of a living,
breathing body, for we bring nothing into the world and will take nothing with
us when we leave it; and rites of cleansing before a priest declares a
blessing, to remind us that a blessing is not merely words but a physical
thing, a hand stretched out, air passing through a voice-box, matter connecting
with matter in ways that matter.
The
water used for water-purification must be living water, that is flowing,
directly from a spring. But some took the view that living water could be
stored and carried – though not directly touched – in stone jars. Unlike the
more common (cheaper, readily available, disposable) clay jars, stone does not
become ritually unclean when it comes into contact with something ritually
unclean – such as blood, or a corpse. The family hosting the wedding in Cana used
stone jars, which suggests that ritual purity was essential to them. This in
turn suggests that they were a priestly family. We know that priests lived in
Cana, and, along with other priests scattered in Levitical towns across the land,
took their rostered turn serving at the temple in Jerusalem. If so, they would
also have a spring-fed mikveh (a bath used solely for ritual submersion) in their
home, and it would be from this water that the servants filled the jars at Jesus’
direction. (We once owned a house that had a stream flowing through the
basement and occasionally flooded and had to be pumped out.) That there are six
jars is a matter of biographical detail – the reason there were six jars was
because there were six jars – not some theological symbolism – six days of
creation, for example. The significant detail is that they were stone.
Mary,
the mother of Jesus, and Jesus himself are invited guests, and the kind of
close-circle guests expected to stay for the duration. Mary herself is thought
to have been from a priestly family, and these may be her relatives. As she is
not the host but nonetheless keeps a close and interested eye on proceedings,
it is possible that this is the wedding of one of Jesus’ siblings. It is
possible – though this is entirely speculative – that it is the wedding of one
of Jesus’ sisters to Nathanael, after Nathanael has discovered that good things
can come out of Nazareth after all, and Jesus has vetted Nathanael and declared
him to be ‘a true Israelite in whom there is no deceit.’
Everything
about this account – the jars, the water, the wine – is gift. It is not the
case that the wine is better than the water (though it is better than the wine
that had already been consumed). Jesus is not superseding anything here. We are
not doing away with Judaism. Everything is gift and everything matters. The
servants must manoeuvre heavy stone jars, fill them from the mikveh, carry them
back, dip a ladle into the water, which is now wine. The master of ceremonies
must lift the wine to his lips and drink, and declare it very good, though he
does not know from where it came or why it is only now being brought out. The
servants know where the wine came from, but not how it came to be wine. It is
gift, and mystery. It is participation.
The
Collect for the Second Sunday of Epiphany declares:
Almighty God,
in Christ you make all things new:
transform the poverty of our nature by the riches of your grace
and in the renewal of our lives
make known your heavenly glory ...
The
phrase ‘the poverty of our nature’ is a recognition that we do not make
ourselves – do not summon ourselves into being by our own power and authority –
but receive our life as a contingent gift, wondrous, deeply connected to
others. We do not need to make ourselves acceptable to God; nor does Jesus need
to make us acceptable to God (though he may need to open our eyes to see). Yet,
as if this were not wondrous enough, what is already gift is transformed into
another – a different – gift ‘by the riches of [God’s] grace’ – that is,
through the act of another gift-giving. This is grace upon grace.
You
are a gift, and that gift is embodied. That body will age, and experience
limitations, and is intended to become thoroughly inter-dependent with others,
who are themselves also gifts who enjoy the gift of life. The gift you are is a
gift that will undergo transformation, many times over, as your personal story
is woven into the big story God is co-authoring with humanity. Like the
servants and the steward, we will both know and not know what it is that has
happened, for it is a mystery, not to be explained but to be entered. Like the
disciples, we will be given a glimpse of Jesus’ glory and are encouraged to
respond by affirming our belief in him. The occasion of our transformation may
be a running out of some resource, as the wine ran out; or the abundance of a
resource, as the water filled the jars to the brim. The ebb and flow of our lives
is full of endings and beginnings. In all things, may Jesus be glorified.
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