I want what you have.
No, not your house. Not your income. Not your position in society. Not your fancy vacations or clothes. Not your kids’ college sticker on your car.
It’s your life.
I want your energy. Your spark. Your enthusiasm for your job, or for decorating your house, or cooking a special meal, or throwing your child’s birthday party.
The other day I admitted to a friend that I struggle with covetousness.
“Is that a word?” he asked.
Yes, it is a word, though I still have trouble spelling it. It means envy. It’s the noun form of the verb covet, as in, “Thou shalt not…” Here’s the whole verse straight from the good ol’ King James version complete with Old English words and spelling:
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour’s. – Exodus 20:17
Okay – that’s enough snickering…
As I was saying, I have trouble with covetousness, number ten of the Ten Commandments. I break this command regularly. And to God, that’s no laughing matter – as you can tell from this image of Charlton Heston playing Moses in The Ten Commandments.
Charlton Heston Doesn't Look Happy