When the wine ran out, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.”John 2:4
Mary observed the physical reality, and expected her son to fix that reality.
And there was a wine that Jesus was going to pour out in the future that it was not time to pour out.
We need to know when and how and to be aware of and in alignment with the right thing at the right moment.
When it is time to expect the physical wine or the spiritual wine, our response should be allowing Jesus the latitude as to the precise moment of when to provide the what.
Jesus was about to provide the physical wine, not yet, for the revelation of his Messiahship, not yet…and for the full expression of that wine pour-out, way not yet. That expression and that provision of spiritual wine was years from then.
Teachers will exercise this habit that is glorious to Father and annoying to the more moving, unpredictable, and spontaneous of the Redemptive Gifts.
And we need to be ready to work in the context of those that, to some of us, is irritating.
There are sports cars among us, and there are payloaders and semis among us.
And God made them all.
And those of us that are steady and consistent and ponderous, like the Teacher and like Mary the Teacher, are going to say the same thing in each situation, and we need to be ready to function in their presence and blow their mind, and for them to walk in deeply thinking about the situation that just happened.
And I guarantee you, Mary thought about that exchange for the rest of her days.
And in the process of fixing the problem of no wine, he manifested (he incieived—that is, provided the INCEPTION of a solution to a deeper problem: lack of spiritual drink.
This is why the Seven Miracles of the Gospel of John are called the Seven SIGNS of the Gospel of John. They were parabolic illustrations for us AND FOR Jesus’ immediate audience.
Our job with the Teacher is to exercise EXTREME PATIENCE WITH THEM TO LEAD THEM ALONG AND GIVE THEM THE WINE A PIECE AT A TIME AND LET THEM STEW.
Teachers are not Microwave or Pressure Cookers or Insta-Pots of the gifts (those of you with no patience, who don’t have the skill for the slow cook, please garner some cooking skill and patience) cookers. They, like their Father, are the crockpots, the slow cookers of the gifts.
Mary took these pieces and slowed down. She pondered.
She stewed. She cured the concrete. She baked the pottery.
And, unimpulsively, she received the trust of God to steward the deposit of those memories.