The Good Stuff
Homily delivered for the Second
Sunday after Epiphany (Year C)
19 January 2025
11:00 a.m. Sung Mass
Mission Church of the Holy Spirit
Sutherlin, Oregon
Isaiah 62:1-5 ; Psalm 36:5-10 ; 1 Corinthians 12:1-11 ; John 2:1-11
God, take away our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh. Amen.
When I was a boy, we would travel to
my Grandparents’ house in Idaho about once every year. There, we would eat
wonderful homemade meals that were not common in my mother’s home. My
mother worked outside the home, and had learned to simplify her cooking in the
1950s and early 60s by using processed foods like Bisquick, Campbell’s
Condensed Soups, and even Cheez Whiz or Velveeta in her day-to-day cooking,
often using recipes that included brand-name items. Not so in my
Grandmother’s House. There, they raised most what they ate in their large
garden, and “put up,” as they said, much of their garden produce for use in the
winter. I remember the first time I ever tasted real ketchup.
It came out of one of the white glass bottles that my Grandma used to preserve
homemade ketchup, steak sauce, and chutney. I was shocked. It
tasted nothing like the Heinz 57
Ketchup I was used to. This was too tart and tomatoey, with a lot of
fresh vegetable overtones. I wondered to myself how my Grandparents could
stand such stuff, a weak imitation of the real thing, all because they were too
poor to buy real ketchup in a grocery store! It was only years later that
I realized that my Grandma’s ketchup was far better than any commercially
produced stuff, and in fact, was the real thing. Heinz and Del Monte were
the cheap imitations.
C.S. Lewis tells a story from his
own youth about this kind of contrast: stealing cigarettes from his
father’s stash. Occasionally when the cigarettes were so few that even
one might be missed, he dipped into his father’s plentiful cigar stash, which
he kept only for honored guests. He says that when this occurred, he and
a friend thought “poor us, today we’ll have to put up with cigars when we might
have had cigarettes!” Again,
if the only thing we know is a weak imitation, or a distorted shadow, when we
actually run into the real thing we may think it strange, and perhaps mark it
as the poor substitute.
Today’s Gospel reading from John
tells the story of the first sign of Jesus’ glory: at a wedding at Cana,
Jesus simply says the word and turns water stored in jars for purification
rites into wine. I have visited the site of this miracle, in
Cana. There, in the undercroft of the
church over the traditional site, is a museum display of first century stone
jars for holding water for purification:
they are immense, each holding about 30 gallons! There were six: we are talking about 180 gallons of the finest
vintage here: a scripture that definitely speaks to wine snobs though the ages!
At the end of the story, the steward
tastes the wine, calls the bridegroom, and says, “Everyone serves the good wine
first, and then the cheap stuff after everyone has become drunk and can no
longer tell the difference. But you kept the good stuff until now.” The point is that the wine
miraculously made by Jesus is better than any other wine, wine produced by the
more pedestrian miracle of sunshine, water, grapevines, skill, and
time. The wine Jesus offers is “the good stuff;” all other wine,
the cheap imitation.
John reveals Jesus to the reader through a series of marvelous acts: turning
water to wine (2:1-12), healings (4:46-5:18), multiplying the loaves and fishes
(6:1-16), walking on the sea (6:16-21), giving sight to a man born blind
(9:1-40), and raising Lazarus from the dead (11:1-44). John does not call these things miracles. He calls them signs, or pointers to the true meaning of Jesus. He makes his meaning clear by interspersing
between his stories of the signs speeches:
after multiplying loaves, Jesus says, “I am the bread that gives life.”
Meeting the Samaritan woman at the well of Jacob Jesus says “whoever drinks the
water I shall give will never thirst; the water I shall give will become in
them a spring of water welling up.”
In chapter 7, on the last day of the feast of Tabernacles, when priests and Levites formed a chain to bring up bucket after bucket of water from the Siloam pool up to the Temple to cleanse the altar, he says, “Let anyone who is thirsty come to me, and let the one who believes in me drink.”
In chapter 8, at the Feast of Hannukah when the candles of the Feast of Lights
are being lit (cf. 10:22), and again in chapter 9 just before he cures the man
born blind, Jesus says, “I am the light of the world.”
In the final sign of Gospel before
the passion, just before Jesus raises Lazarus from the dead, he tells Martha,
“I am the resurrection and the life.”
Here in chapter 2, Jesus as his first sign makes wine from water at a wedding.
Later, in his last discourse before the passion, he says, “I am the true vine.”
The signs, symbols, and images are rich and varied, but all point to one
reality, one truth: Jesus is God Incarnate, the ultimate measure by which all
good things must be seen. Bread, Wine, Vine, Water, Light, even
Life—all these are good, very good indeed.
But they are mere hints of the real thing, the really good stuff.
In this world, where we are so used to cheap imitations, we often think that we are trying to do the right thing when in fact, in our brokenness, we are doing its opposite. And that applies whether you want “to make America great again,” or you want to build social justice in the land. That is why we must look to Jesus and what he taught and modeled as our standard. As our former Presiding Bishop Michael Curry says, “if it’s not about love, it’s not about God.”
John, in all these stories of signs
and discourses on Jesus being true light, wine, water, bread is saying: as good as the good things in our mixed lives
can be, Jesus is the truly “good stuff.”
No matter how sweet, beautiful, and wonderful something in our lives may
be, it is a mere hint, a dim reflection of what God truly has in store for us,
of who Jesus is. And he is the
corrective for our brokenness and our mistaking imitation for genuine.
Think of the things in your life
that truly make you happy. Think of the
things that give you joy, and that take your breath away or make you weep in
awe.
Today’s Gospel, through this sly
remark “you left the good stuff till
last,” is telling us that these good things, these points of joy like copious
wine at a wedding, these, as wonderful as they are, are just shadows, cheap
imitations to be followed by the really good stuff.
In Jesus, we find all that we need.
Now that is not to belittle other real needs. To say Jesus is the bread of life
is not to say that we have no need to work to earn our daily bread, or to help
feed the hungry with real bread. It is
simply saying something like Jesus says in Matthew, quoting the Book of
Deuteronomy, “A human being does not live by bread alone, but by the word of
God.”
This week, I want you to take some
thought about the truly good and wonderful things you enjoy. Make a gratitude list. And then reflect on
what the real thing in which they participate is, what the good stuff for each
might be. Where in our life are we
accepting cheap imitations or pale reflections of and rejecting the real
thing? Where in our lives can we be signs to God’s greater love and
care?
Jesus says, I am true wine, the
bread of life, the true light, the living water. I am the vine that gives true wine; you are
that vine’s branches. Trust me. Have
faith in me. Be fruitful and make wine for others.
May we so live, and that each day.
In the Name of God, Amen.
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