Jesus turns water into wine!
This weekend marks the end officially of British Summer Time (BST), though some may say it ended some time ago or did it start at all. The clocks went back at 0200 am by 1 hour to bring the time back to line up with Greenwich Mean Time (GMT).
This was introduced in 1916 by the government labelled as Daylight Saving Time. Founded on the original idea of an English Edwardian builder by the name of William Willett in 1907. He had “seen that Englishmen were sleeping during daylight hours and burning candles and oil lamps unnecessarily.“ His bill was defeated in the House originally.
The consequences of this ‘time shift ` is that darkness falls quicker. From sunset at before 6 pm to before 5 pm. Then the nights draw in faster, daily until the shortest day on the 21st of December. This change of times day, has an effect on many industries, people, animals etc.. Fall back, spring forward! This day used to have a profound impact on me.
For 20+ years, I worked in heavy construction. Deep foundations specialist operations, piling to give it its common name. A multitude of extremely tall cranes, driving 4 ton hammers up and down to bash deep holes in the ground in which enormous buildings would later sit. It was a dangerous job, in the top bracket of insurance for workers. Up there with the fire brigade, steeplejacks etc.. The really dangerous jobs.
As a site manager, all aspects were under my responsibility. Safety being at the top of a very long list. We always worked a 10 hour shift minimum. 0730-1800 pm daily. This meant working in the dark daily during the winter for 5 months.
I would have to hire in diesel powered lighting sets, to illuminate parts of the site. They weren’t very good and were easily damaged if not set up right. They would have to be maintained and maneuvered into specific positions daily. It was a lot of additional work. The logistics to keep everyone safe.
The men on the site were never happy during winter. Daily there displeasure grew at having to work in poor conditions. Often wet through and poorly lit, they would generally vent their anger towards me the boss! But I had a job to do.
So this weekend was always the worst weekend of the year for me, bar none! Knowing that for the next 5 months. Daily I would be the “company target“. The one to blame. The vent for grown men’s frustrations!
With God, He makes the way through!
At the wedding festival in Cana, Jesus performed His first miracle by turning water into wine. He got the worst thing and turned it into the best. It was like the finest wine in all the land!
Jesus didn’t change the music, the dancing, the food, because they didn’t need it. They were just fine, but He took what was the worst and turned it into the best.
Likewise, now I am a child of God, the door has opened for me, No longer am I dreading this weekend and it’s effect for the next 5 months. I am relishing it. As this weekend, we set off for 3 months to study God’s word in the seclusion of a converted farm in Brittany, Northeast France.
He breaks the first, to establish the second.