When Joseph came to his brothers, they stripped him of his robe—the richly ornamented robe he was wearing— and they took him and threw him into the cistern. Now the cistern was empty; there was no water in it. As they sat down to eat their meal, they looked up and saw a caravan of Ishmaelites coming from Gilead. Their camels were loaded with spices, balm and myrrh, and they were on their way to take them down to Egypt. Judah said to his brothers, “What will we gain if we kill our brother and cover up his blood? Come, let’s sell him to the Ishmaelites and not lay our hands on him; after all, he is our brother, our own flesh and blood.” His brothers agreed. (Genesis 37:23–27, NIV 1984).
My Musings – A sad commentary on human nature, that we often tell ourselves that choosing the “lesser of two evils” is the same as doing the right thing. As if we only had those two choices, the greater or lesser evil. Then we proceed to soothe our conscience with some feeble excuse like “after all….” And it is always helpful to have others that will agree with our choice. Again, as if the consent of the crowd makes the wrong right.
My Advice – When faced with the lesser of two evils, always look for the third choice, and then do what’s right. It may not be the easy choice, frequently it is not. But choose it anyhow.
The Brew Is A Musing 