From Eugene H. Peterson’s Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places:
“Neither shall you covet your neighbor’s wife. Neither shall you desire your neighbor’s house, or field, or male or female slave, or ox, or donkey, or anything that belongs to your neighbor.”
…Up until now the commands have targeted overt actions. This one is an inner disposition–wanting what is another’s, desiring what I don’t have rather than appreciating what I do have. To covet is to fantasize a life other than what is given to me. When we habitually covet either people or things (usually both), it isn’t long before we are plotting and scheming to impose our own will on them to get them by hook or crook. Nothing is sacred. Covetousness is a silent infestation of termites in the community; if it remains undetected, the joists eventually give way and the floor falls in.