Full Jars

On the third 

day there was 

a wedding in 

Cana of Galilee,

 and the mother

 of Jesus was 

there. Jesus and 

his disciples had

also been invited 

to the wedding. 

When the wine 

gave out, the 

mother of Jesus

said to him, ‘They have no wine.’ 

And Jesus said 

to her, ‘Woman,

 what concern is that to you and to me? My hour has not yet come.

’ His mother said to the servants, ‘Do whatever he tells you.’ Now standing there were six stone water-jars for the Jewish rites of purification, each holding twenty or thirty gallons. Jesus said to

 them, ‘Fill the jars with water.’ And they filled them up to the brim.

 He said to them, ‘Now draw some out, and take it to the chief 

steward.’ So they took it. When the steward tasted the water that

 had become wine, and did not know where it came from (though

 the servants who had drawn the water knew), the steward called 

the bridegroom and said to him, ‘Everyone serves the good wine 

first, and then the inferior wine after the guests have become 

drunk. But you have kept the good wine until now.’ Jesus did this, 

the first of his signs, in Cana of Galilee, and revealed his glory;

 and his disciples believed in him.

 After this he went down to Capernaum with his mother,

 his brothers, and his disciples; and they remained there 

for a few days. John 2:1-12

Full Jars

Some days all we can do is get through
rushing to the airport through security
seatbelts fastened, eyes on the road
hanging on for dear life and praying.

Other days we are forced to perform
to make miracles happen despite
being spent and  sorely weary
out of place and out of time.

Some days we cling to loved ones
missing them as they fade away
we ache for their voices again
wishing they were more than memory.

Today let us bend and not be broken
being jars of clay ready to be filled
empty, yet waiting for a simple touch
new wine filling us up completely.