Every man at the beginning doth set forth good wine; and when men have well drunk, then that which is worse: but thou hast kept the good wine until now. – John 2.10 ~ No one really cares that it was on the third day and there were six stone waterpots able to hold twenty or thirty gallons each. Those are simply details the beloved apostle used to tip the occasion toward its toast, toward the one I AM statement the sober commentators have always missed. Only after a few gleaming cups at Cana would guests be honest enough to hear among all the revelry what the son of Mary actually meant: I AM the good wine, kept until now. Now is the earth’s privileged season. Now is the beginning of my pouring out.