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3 GLORIES OF JESUS: AND HOW YOU MAY ADOPT THEM - III




This is the continuation of a previous post



3.  His Glory as an All-Providing Bridegroom


In John 3:29–30, John the Baptist speaks one last time about the superiority of Jesus. He says, “The one who has the bride is the bridegroom. The friend of the bridegroom, who stands and hears him, rejoices greatly at the bridegroom’s voice. Therefore this joy of mine is now complete. He must increase, but I must decrease.”
The last thing John says about Jesus in this Gospel is that he is the bridegroom who has the bride, his growing band of disciples. And the first miracle Jesus does is to complete what the bridegroom at a wedding could not do.
John 2:9–10 shows that the groom was finally responsible for the wine as his wedding. Which means it was his shortcoming that let the wedding run out of wine. Verse 9: “When the master of the feast [not the groom but the head waiter] tasted the water now become wine, and did not know where it came from (though the servants who had drawn the water knew), the master of the feast called the bridegroom [now you see who is really in charge of the wine] and said to him, ‘Everyone serves the good wine first, and when people have drunk freely, then the poor wine. But you have kept the good wine until now.’”
And of course, the point is: No, he didn’t. He let the wine run out. That’s the way it is with grooms on this earth. All husbands fail to be all that we ought to be. But quietly, omnipotently, Jesus plays the role of the perfect, all-providing Bridegroom. Out of water comes wine—better than any husband could provide.
So the third way that Jesus manifested his glory at this wedding was that he showed himself to be the all-providing Bridegroom for his bride, the great assembly of all those who trust in him.
And as the all-providing Bridegroom, he never, never, never fails to give us what we need. The life-giving wine of his death in our place never runs out. He is the perfect, all-providing husband to his church.


And as the all-providing Bridegroom, he never, never, never fails to give us what we need. The life-giving wine of his death in our place never runs out. He is the perfect, all-providing husband to his church. - John Piper



LIFE APPLICATION


Do you really trust Jesus to  care of you?

I know life can be ugly but in its ugliness lays our golden opportunity to 
  • See the loving eyes of God
  • Feel the warm embrace of God
  • Hear the assuring voice of God
  • Touch the giving hands of God
  • Become the fullness of God
Just as Jesus saved the groom from  embarrassment on his wedding day; He is willing and able to do same for you if only, you would ask.


Adoption Strategy:  Ask Jesus to help you trust in both his willingness and ability to take care of you.






Meanwhile, this post is an excerpt of our study at The Birthplace Foundation.
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