When the wine ran out, Jesus’ mother said to Him, “They have no more wine.”
wine that gladdens the heart of man, oil that makes his face to shine, and bread that sustains his heart.
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.
In the streets they cry out for wine. All joy turns to gloom; rejoicing is exiled from the land.
This is My blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.
A feast is prepared for laughter, and wine makes life merry, but money is the answer for everything.
So the sisters sent word to Jesus, “Lord, the one You love is sick.”