In Genesis, with the Garden’s memory fading, attention turns to the first brothers. The eldest, Cain, is a man of the soil. He knows the thorny work flowing from the Fall. He toils with success, producing fruit. Abel, the younger, tends the flocks. He knows the work of a roaming shepherd. His efforts, too, produce life from life. Both sons approach the altar, but only one offering is favored. Cain becomes angry.
There is a pause here, a moment when I can see the conflict and wonder what will come. It’s a prolonged breath before the next divine question, a big one at that.
Why are you angry?
Many things in life can make me angry. Some feel justified, others not so much. A few reactions stem from pettiness and even worse things. To feel anger is part of the human journey. Cain didn’t invent anger, he experienced it. But the choice afterward, this is a true sacred place. The LORD speaks with poignancy … why?
I have always liked this definition for anger – it’s the result of some unmet expectation. I will surely meet a few Abels in my life, people who seem to get it right when I cannot. I will feel some jealousy perhaps, maybe even foster some ill will. And it is then I am challenged to take that contemplative pause, to breath in the midst of emotion and reaction, and to listen for the deeper questions. The answers, should I pause long enough, as often found.
The LORD was present with Cain, before and after the first murder. It’s a dark narrative mixed with Light. The story has a rapid pace, capturing the impulsiveness of feeling so well. To bind my feelings to contemplation, to consider the why in the midst of the what, this is a continual calling by God towards discernment. I can remember too many times when I failed to take that breath and suffered. I can also feel the hope in knowing that today offers a newness in choice, a liberty to name what crouches at the door, and to master it.