God blesses in so many ways that I sometimes feel like His spoiled brat. His blessings are in ordinary life: things going well in unexpected ways, getting a bargain, finding something that was lost, experiencing a ray of sunshine during a cloudy, stormy day, being flooded with joy for no reason at all.
I can imagine the surprise followed by delight when Jesus performed that first miracle. He was at a wedding with His mother and disciples. The wine ran out, a terrible mark on the hospitality of the bridegroom in that Middle Eastern culture. Jesus called the servants and had them fill large stone pots with water.
And he said to them, “Now draw some out and take it to the master of the feast.” So they took it. When the master of the feast tasted the water now become wine, and did not know where it came from (though the servants who had drawn the water knew), the master of the feast called the bridegroom and said to him, “Everyone serves the good wine first, and when people have drunk freely, then the poor wine. But you have kept the good wine until now.” This, the first of his signs, Jesus did at Cana in Galilee, and manifested his glory. And his disciples believed in him. (John 2:8–11)
God the Son could have ignored this social faux pas and let the bridegroom and the master of the feast suffer embarrassment. He even could have scolded them for their lack of planning. Isn’t this the way of life? We don’t think far enough ahead, or we miss the mark in some way, or underestimate what will be needed.
It happens all the time, even at the dinner table, even with guests. There is not enough soup or not enough salad. I remember eating at my aunt’s table. Each person got a tiny spoonful of the food she prepared. There was never enough to go around.
Yet in the common, ordinary events of life, Jesus blesses. He brings to His people His touch on the daily stuff and from that touch comes unexpected and certainly undeserved blessings. Some will say they refuse to “bother” God with such details, not realizing that it is in the details that we see His great heart of compassion and get a small glimpse of His glory.
Lord, some families play “I spy God” as they delightfully observe Your blessings. Others express gratitude when they notice that You are in the details, blessing their days in a myriad of small ways. Forgive me for those times I have either dismissed Your care, or taken it for granted, or did not even notice. Help me remember that as the disciples believed in You for taking care of wine at a wedding, all that You do in my life, big or small, ought to be a faith-builder for me — because it is in these things that You manifest Your glory.