Tenth Commandment
Thou shalt not covet We read the Decalogue in church last Sunday, and then the Old Testament reading was Exodus 20:1-17, God giving Moses the Ten Commandments. It always ends with the commandment “Thou shalt not covet,” inevitably reminding me that I learned to covet in church. The Christmas pageant, FCS. All the years of my childhood I was a shepherd. A crummy shepherd. Wearing somebody’s worn out tan or brown bathrobe. Or an old blanket wrapped around and tied at the waist with a rope. And burlap cloth over the head. Did anybody but me notice what the Three Kings were wearing? Get a load of this. Gold and silver crowns. Beads. Purple and red and blue and green costumes made special for the occasion. Even their lines were rich. “Gold I bring, to crown him ... ” And carrying that fancy box: “Frankincense to offer have I.” "Myrrh is mine ... " Myrrh? What did we get to say? Either keep your mouth shut or mutter anonymously with the crowd, “ ’s go to Bethlehem and see,” ...