On a mother’s love


Ain’t a one of us not born from a mother.

We know it to be perfectly fitting, for God began God’s perfect revealing through God’s personal Incarnation that very same way.

In fact, that revelation became public through the first miracle performed by the child-now-adult man, amidst the chaos and partying in Cana, at the order of his mom [John 2:3]:

“Son, they have no wine.”

Like a rebellious adolescent, Yeshua rebukes her in the very next verse, not even calling her “mother”:

“Woman, what does this have to do with me? My hour has not yet come.”

He thought, like a teenager, that he was in control of his own identity and destiny and when he would reveal them. But he misunderstood. This was much more than an observant remark by his mom. How do we know? What happens next!

Apparently, his time *had* indeed come, and it was his mother who determined the time to set her child free to be who he was.

He was mistaken about who would determine that.

No child is ever free from his mother except to the extent that she wills and sets the child so.

We can say, on that occasion in Cana, Mary once again gave birth to this child – this time, she gave birth to the the revelation of who this Person is to the rest of the world. His cousin The Baptizer had done it with loud words. She did it with a quiet observation, and it seems to have taken a moment for her son’s need for control to subside, and surrender to what was clearly more a command than a remark.

The time *had* indeed come, and the teacher (“Rabbi, Master”) had been schooled. The rest is history.

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Neil D. 2024-02-04 (the wedding anniversary of his parents; mother d. 18 days prior, RIP)

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