I was walking my Bernese Mountain dog well before dawn this morning, in the snow and the driving wind, being fairly miserable (give me spring/summer/fall any day of the week over bone chilling wind and driving snow), whilst Allie was in her glory. She hasn't experienced snow very often, so this is a fairly uncommon occurrence for her. There must be something in her DNA, that is hard-wired into her, to know that this is her natural element: snow, cold. Watching her run and play almost (notice, almost) made the effort not to be miserable worth it. She was simply being a mountain dog, with her huge fur coat and large paws, and her natural speed and agility, she was simply in her element this morning.
Just as Jesus was pushed into his elemental nature this morning. His mom pushes him, but he performs his first miracle today, turning water into wine at the wedding feast. Wine is such an important part of our liturgies. Jesus takes wine at the Last Supper, saying to drink it in community in remembrance of him making him a central part of the community and a central part of us individually. Jesus was just being Jesus this morning.
How do we strip ourselves down so that we can be our natural selves, our true selves, not some construct made for public viewing? To be that creation God lovingly intended us to be? There's something interesting to ponder in Lent.
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