Susan LaffertySpecific names. Or initials. Scribbled in ink. Indelible. On lined paper in plastic-bound journals bought at the local bazaar.
Thirty years later I’m reading the pages. Details about our encounters with them.
Conversations. Situations.
Prayer requests recorded. Hospitalizations. Heartaches. Crises. Losses. Spiritual confusion.
The servants know.
They’re going about assigned duties. Ordinary behind-the-scenes labor. Keeping food and drink flowing at the wedding feast.
But then the unthinkable happens.
“They have no wine” (John 2:3).
“What are you looking for?”
The question. Directed to two disciples of John. Earlier, they hear their teacher say, “Look, the Lamb of God!” as Jesus walks by. And they take off after Him.
Now they’re trailing behind on the path.
Jesus turns. And asks.
