Friday, August 11, 2017
There are times when we look to someone with admiration, and then there are times when we simply envy a person, and don't like them so much. What makes the difference? The difference is, "do they diminish me?" I can admire someone who writes a novel that I really enjoyed. But I am not going to write a novel, nor do I see m self as a novelist in waiting. Their novel does not diminish me in my own eyes. On the other hand, I might have certain fantasies about myself that I think are real possibilities. When someone else accomplishes what I have not yet done, I get envious and don't like them so much. I might even resent the person. For instance, I might think that I should have a bigger parish to pastor than I have, and resent someone who has such a parish. I am envious of them. This is the envy as in one of the seven deadly sins. I have the fantasy that I am someone who I am not, a big parish pastor. I have since dropped that fantasy. I am a small time blogger. I no longer envy big parish pastors. I was never meant to be one. I have too many character defects for that. Envy diminishes with discovery of truth, and maybe a little maturity. Maureen said I was always slow.