I think I’m into the home stretch on this series of posts about water, wine, and blood.
And where I’m ending up is kind-of where I began.
I began with water. And that’s where I’ll end.
Many great spiritual journeys are kind-of circular. We come back to the place where we began. And the place is exactly the same. Except that we are different, and no it’s not at all the same. We begin journeys thinking that it’s a new external world we end up with. But we return to the place we began, having been changed by the journey. It was never about the outside world at all.
And so Jesus turns our world from water to wine. And the wine, he turns into his blood. And his blood…
his blood is water. Back where we started. But everything is different, now. Because our worlds have been turned to wine, and the wine has been turned into Jesus blood, by the time our worlds turn back into water, nothing is at all like it was.
I have this really clear picture in my head. But I’m trying to say everything all at once. So maybe next time, I’ll start a little slower.