The God Who Changes Wine into Water

There is a God who changes water into wine, and there is a God who changes wine into water. These two Gods are one God, and both of them are difficult to trust, though for radically different reasons.

There is a God who changes water into wine. He attends our weddings, bringing with him gift-wrapped boxes spilling over with love and commitment and fidelity, transforming the two into one, loneliness into unity. He is present at our baptisms and confirmations as the master of ceremonies, making friends from enemies, sons from orphans, diners from the famished. At our graduations and our birthdays and all our celebrations of goals achieved and dreams realized, he stands ready to transfigure the day into one brimming with smiles and laughter and unforgettable memories.

And there is a God who changes wine into water. He lurks in the corner of the court room, dressed in black, as the divorce decree is issued and that which man must not put asunder is indeed put asunder, and an “ex”, trailed by a hyphen, comes to dominate the language of those who once promised, “I will,” and, “I do.” He is there when the son we shipped off to fight in a faraway land returns home missing a leg or an arm or a desire to live or life itself. When the wind howls and our tears stream and the cemetery dirt sticks to the shoes we polished the night before we got into a bed in which we never slept as the hours drug by, he is there. He is present, converting joy to grief, hope to despair, life to death.

It may seem easy to believe in the God who changes water into wine, but it is not. For when man is at his happiest, he thinks the least of the true source of his joy. He falls in love with the gift, whether that gift be a wife, a career, a child, a salary. His glass is full of wine, and the pleasure he derives from it is so great, that he becomes intoxicated on the blessings he enjoys, and does not lift up the cup of salvation and call upon the name of the Lord from whom all good gifts come. The man with wine forgets about the water, and the God who transformed it.

It may also seem easy to believe in the God who changes wine into water, but it is not. For when the gifts of God are taken from a man, he very often becomes angry at heaven for repossessing his joy. The wife he lost, the career he shattered, the child who died, the home or reputation or money or friends that are no more—with their disappearance appears bitterness and despair and a darkness you can touch. He gives God the silent treatment, but there is a scream on the other side of that silence. Rather than turning to the only one who can give rest to his restless soul, he slouches toward promiscuity or alcohol or a loaded pistol. The man with water despises the God who stole his wine.

There is a God who changes water into wine, and a God who changes wine into water. And there is a God who has experienced both of these transformations personally. He knows the joy of a loving mother who stood by him even to the point of death as well as a Father who forsook him in his hour of deepest need. He knows what it’s like for the crowd to roll out the red carpet for his arrival, and a few days later to howl for his blood. He knows what it means to have food aplenty, and to fast forty days and forty nights. He knows what it is to be at peace and attacked; to love and to lose; to live and to die.

He is our God, this man, Jesus. And when water becomes wine, or wine becomes water, he remains the same—the very incarnation of love and fidelity. And he is always working toward the same goal: to transform us into him, to be and bear his image, so that it is no longer we who live, but Christ who lives in us. Then all we will see is not the wine or the water that touches our lips, but the hand of the loving God who holds the chalice.

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6 thoughts on “The God Who Changes Wine into Water

  1. Karen Janssen on said:

    I think you understate the pain.

  2. *
    jww

    * (speechless but grateful)

  3. pastorhering on said:

    “The hand of the loving God who holds the chalice,” hold you also–now and unto eternal life.

  4. Thank you for your profound insights. I deeply need Him who changes wine into water. The need grows greater with each passing day.

  5. Walter Mattys on said:

    words worthy to be chiselled in stone

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