In her mind there was a plethora of thoughts.
She cast them aside as she looked to that which was on hand.
The balance of thoughts and practicalities.
She said one thing, but she thought another. She thought one thing, but did another.
The balance of her thoughts were presented upon a silver platter, with a divine menu to match.
Her spiritual self cried out and screamed.
Then she remembered, He who was, and is and is to come turned water into wine.