There was a wedding one warm summer evening, a happy and festive affair.
Jesus and his five disciples attended, and even his mother was there.
Oh, the singing and the dancing were merry, the eating and the drinking were
fine.
But then the unthinkable happened, and they ran out of wine.
When Mary told Jesus the problem, he said to her, why involve me?
You should know just like I know, my time's not yet come to be.
But his mother just called all the servants, pointed him out to the crew.
She said, that's the one who can fix it, whatever he says to you do.
There were six pots of stone there for washing, and when the servants came over
to him, Jesus said, fill those pots up with water, so they filled them right up
to the brim.
Then he said, see the wedding director, the man with the scowl on his face,
take a cup of that stuff in the pots now, walk over, give him a taste.
When the director tasted that miraculous heavenly brew, he didn't know where it had
come from, but the servants, they all knew.
So he called to the bridegroom and told him, this is the first rule of party
know-how.
You serve the good stuff first, then bring out the worst, but you get the
best till now.
You serve the good stuff first, then bring out the worst, but you get the
best till now.
So no matter the size of the problem, or who made the biggest mistake,
if it's just a personal matter, or if the whole planet's at stake,
remember those words that were spoken, a mother's words ever so true.
Whatever he says to you, listen.
Whatever he says to you, do.
Whatever he says to you, listen.
Whatever he says, whatever he says, whatever he says, you just do.