And when they wanted wine, the mother of Jesus saith unto him, They have no wine.
Ver. 3. And when they wanted wine] Wine then may be wanting, though Christ be at the wedding; yea, bread, though Christ be at the board. But the hidden manna is ever ready; and anon in our Father's house will be bread enough, and wine, God's plenty. a What though we beg our bread here, heaven will make up all; and it is but winking, and we are there presently, said that martyr.
The mother of Jesus saith unto him] To show her authority belike over him. Howsoever, she was too hasty with him, and is taken up for halting. It is not for us to set the sun by our dial.
a Mendicato pane hic vivamus, annon hoc pulchre sarcitur, in eo quod pascimur pane cum angelis? &c. Luther.