The other day I found myself led to read John 2:3 “W hen the wine ran out, Jesus’ mother told Him, ‘They don’t have any wine.’ ” I have to be honest, I wasn’t overwhelmed with enthusiasm as I began to read, after all, been there, done that. But I quickly purposed to “see” it differently. To “hear” His thoughts, and hopefully, to receive His Word for me. What I saw, was the simplicity of the words spoken by Mary and the directness in which they were asked. Mary, the mother of Jesus, had a relationship with Christ that permitted a direct approach with the facts. She didn’t make excuses. She didn’t taint it with her opinion. Mary simply delivered the facts as they were to the one who could make a difference. She told the truth. How many times did we hear those infamous words growing up, “Tell the truth and you won’t get in trouble?” Typically they came in sets of two or three, with a promise and rarely did we believe them to be true. So we lied, the very...
Some call me Coach, she calls me Momma, and hers calls me Granna, but He calls me Songbird. I have a song to sing, a story to tell, and occasionally a warning to share.