What does that Have To Do With Me

I was reading in the Book of John the other day, and was looking at the interaction between Jesus and his mother at the wedding at Cana.   The text says that during the celebrating the people ran out of wine.   Jesus’ mother was there, and so she came to Him or help.   Here’s the text in John 2:1-5:

2:1 On the third day there was a wedding at Cana in Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there. 2 Jesus also was invited to the wedding with his disciples. 3 When the wine ran out, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.” 4 And Jesus said to her, “Woman, what does this have to do with me? My hour has not yet come.” 5 His mother said to the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”

I was fascinated by their interaction.   Mary approaches Jesus for help and Jesus quickly returns her question with a harsh response: “Woman, what does this have to do with me?”  Honestly, can you blame the guy.  He’s a guest at a wedding, and he’s being asked to fix the problem with the lack of wine at the feast.  Why is it Jesus’ problem that the ran out wine?

But I was most surprised by how his mother responded next.  She didn’t argue with Him, but she didn’t let Him off the hook either.   She turned to the servants and instructed them to listen to Jesus.   She still was looking for Jesus for the answer.

I think often times the way I operate is completely opposite of the way this story calls us too.    I am usually the one asking “What does this have to do with Jesus?”, rather than just giving it all to him, and trusting that no matter what He has the answer for me.  Mary’s response I think tells us the answer to Jesus’ question: everything has something to do with Him for His glory.