“Let us therefore lie in wait for the righteous man, because he is inconvenient to us and opposes our actions; … We are considered by him as triflers…” Wisdom of Solomon, chap. 2
Might someone consider me a ‘trifler?’ The thought is rather offensive. In any case, I find myself hoping that someone who really knows and loves me would not so judge me.
But might he? What about someone who really knows and loves me, and thus has a very clear understanding of just what I could be—how I could and should be living. True love, after all, will settle for nothing less than the full flourishing, the true happiness of the beloved. And when the beloved is falling short, might not the lover in all honesty judge him to be a trifler?
But being judged a trifler is threatening. It can evoke various responses. Even violence.
This week I will ask myself whether I can accept a love that calls me to change; to become my true self.
Image: Triumph of Bacchus, Diego Velazquez (1599-1660)