If Ignorance Is Bliss, I'm a Blizzard

They say ignorance is bliss. If that's true, I'm a blizzard.

Ministry has a way of showing you things you can't unsee. People you trusted. Situations you didn't ask for. Conversations that stay with you at 2 in the morning. Nobody warns you about that part in Bible school or seminary.

After a while, you start to wish you could go back. Before you knew what you know. Before the curtain got pulled back. Before certain names got attached to certain memories. But there's no going back — and God never designed you for that anyway.

"The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want." — Psalm 23:1

Not "I shall not know." Not "I shall not hurt." I shall not want. David wasn't writing from a comfortable place. He was writing from experience — the kind that either breaks you or drives you to your knees. "I shall not want" is what it sounds like when a man chooses his knees.

God never offered you a blindfold. He offered you a Shepherd.

If you're a pastor reading this and the weight feels heavier than you expected when you said yes to ministry — keep walking. The Shepherd doesn't abandon you in the middle of what He led you into.

Ignorance fades. Peace like a river doesn't.