So today I am 40 yrs old. I thought that I would be at some other place, somewhere else, doing what my hearts desire was. I had a lot of aspirations for myself a lot of goals. I never thought that there would be so many obstacles in the way. I never thought that I would suffer so much loss in my life, never thought that I would go through times where I was barely clinging on to that last thread of hope that God had given me. You see I have gone through the wringer in my life several times. If you were to ask people that know me, you would here them say, "Chris, by every definition is a miracle." No, I do not bear scars that you can see, I do not have any fantastic stories of how God saved me from sex, drugs and rockin' roll. Just a whole lot of getting beat up in life, a whole lot of being abandoned by people I loved, whether by sudden death, or by them choosing to leave on their own accord, suddenly, or by them choosing something else consistently over
As I began to read John 2 I saw the heading to it, "Water Turned To Wine," and I have read this piece of scripture hundreds if not thousands of times. So I geared up with my assumptions on what this scripture said and began reading again, out-loud. "On the third day..." All was going as to be expected, I paused at verse five to reflect on it, and you would think that I would have just soaked in there for a bit, but I have read this hundreds if not thousands of times. So I did a good little repeat in my head trying to force myself to be solemn, nothing. So I move on reading aloud verse six and seven and I almost missed it and would have for the thousandth time. 6 Now there were set there six waterpots of stone, according to the manner of purification of the Jews, containing twenty or thirty gallons apiece. 7 Jesus said to them, “Fill the waterpots with water.” And they filled them up to the brim. I know is all seems normal. But it is not when you take into a