…no one pours new wine into old wineskins. If he does, the new wine will burst the skins, the wine will run out and the wineskins will be ruined. No, new wine must be poured into new wineskins. And no one after drinking old wine wants the new, for he says, ‘The old is better.’
Sometimes one good metaphor leads us to another good metaphor. That’s why parables are well remembered as we can link them to our personal experience, even across millenia.
Unfortunately there are no new or old, full or empty wineskins lying around on the farm to help this illustration — all the animal bladders here are in full use by warm and furry critters.
However, on the farm I have found skins that burst when the new breaks through the old. The old skin becomes so tight and inflexible that new vibrant life can no longer be held within. It is left behind, a useless shell: still interesting, worthy of study, but in no way alive like the new skin.
Lord, help me wriggle free of my old skin even when I want to cling to it and help me celebrate the new way you have reinvented me.
May my eyes see, my ears hear, my heart understand. He prepares me with parable.