Canon Gary explores the wonderful Epiphany Reading, the Wedding Feast at Cana in Galilee.

CALLING, ABUNDANCE, EPIPHANY

Ps 36:5-10
I Cor 12:1-11
John 2:1-11

Lord, open your Word to our hearts,
and our hearts to your Word,
during this Epiphany Season and always. AMEN.
+Tim Winton, 11/V/13 (adapted)

 

The location of the town of Cana of Galilee isn’t entirely certain, but since about the 8th century, the location of the Wedding Feast has been celebrated in the fairly unprepossessing Arab town of Kafr Kanna, about 11 miles away from the Sea of Galilee and 4 miles North-East of Nazareth.

 

It was the scene of an embarrassing incident in 1987, on my first visit there, when, in a small shop on the High Street, trying out my newly-acquired smattering of Arabic, and needing a few pitta breads for lunch, I pointed at some and asked confidently for ‘Khamsin’. ‘Khamsin’, he said. Pleased that he’d understood, ‘Khamsin’ I replied. He started stuffing large quantities of pitta breads into carrier bags. Some complicated discussion ensued, this time in his excellent English, at which point I discovered that I confused ‘Khamsin’, meaning fifty, with ‘Hamsa’, meaning five.

 

Things had improved by 2006, when I again visited the Franciscan Wedding Church, which we’ll come back to in a moment, and in 2012, I had a very nice lunch there with colleagues from the course we were on, before again visiting the Church, with its slightly twee reredos, with six commemorative water jars – nowhere near large enough to contain the ‘twenty or thirty gallons’ mentioned in the narrative.

 

Of the many wonderful places in the Holy Land, I’ve not found Cana to be the most impressive or spiritual – and perhaps that’s why it’s a good place to commemorate this ‘first of [Jesus’] signs, [where he] revealed his glory; and his disciples believed in him’ [Jn 2:11].
It’s an astonishing story, a wonderful story, so important to this Epiphany Season that it appears on one of the Sundays of Epiphany in each of the three years of our Lectionary.

 

[Pick up jug and glass] We can’t quite imagine what the servants thought as they drew the water from the large stone jars [pour water into glass – it will turn into ‘wine’], and it was no longer water but wine, the ‘best wine’ – and I can’t imagine that they didn’t taste it before taking it to the Chief Steward of the Wedding – they would have been the ones to suffer the consequences if the wine had been awful.