An epiphany at Cana

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The set readings for this third Sunday of Epiphany tell the story of  ‘the first of the signs that Jesus did and manifested forth his glory’; the transformation of water into wine at the wedding at Cana. (John 2:1-11). I love this miracle, though John doesn’t call it a miracle, he rightly calls it a sign. It is a sign that points to so many profound and liberating things about the God whom Jesus reveals to us; His delight in and concern for our own personal life and loves, attested by His presence at the wedding feast, His abundant generosity in more than meeting our needs in the midst of everyday life, His call to us to move from the mere outward purity, symbolised by the water for ritual washing, to a transformation of inward joy, symbolised by the wine. But most importantly,  this sign points to the gift of His very self, His own heart’s blood, given once for all on the cross and received by us in communion. I have tried to bring out a little of the richness and depth of this first ‘sign’ in the following sonnet. This and my other sonets for the Christian year are published together by Canterbury Press as Sounding the Seasons; seventy sonnets for the Christian Year.’

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Epiphany at Cana

Here’s an epiphany to have and hold,
A truth that you can taste upon the tongue,
No distant shrines and canopies of gold
Or ladders to be clambered rung by rung,
But here and now, amidst your daily  living,
Where you can taste and touch and feel and see,
The spring of love, the fount of all forgiving,
Flows when you need it, rich, abundant, free.

Better than waters of some outer weeping,
That leave you still with all your hidden sin,
Here is a vintage richer for the keeping
That works its transformation from within.
‘What price?’ you ask me, as we raise the glass,
‘It cost our Saviour everything he has.’

It cost our Saviour everything he has

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2 responses to “An epiphany at Cana

  1. susanne dobrovolny

    Dear Malcolm,

    Thank you very much for your poems. David Streatfield sends you his best wishes and he is sorry to have lost touch. We are living in Ely now. David’s email: guitardave111@hotmail.com David got very disillusioned with the management at CB2 in Cambridge, so he does not organise any gigs there anymore, John Mead is in charge. David organises gigs on a monthly basis at Julia’s Tearoom in Ely on Friday evenings and his friends Graham and Carol organise ones at the High Flyer, also in Ely.

    We wish you a very happy New Year, good luck for all your projects!

    David would be very happy if you could contact him.

    Best wishes from David and Suzanne

    Sent from Mail for Windows 10

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