The Burden of Knowledge.

 

The burden of knowledge ought to make you weep. The tears you shed is not wasted. Everyone of them goes to open a new level of depth to your soul. It draws you closer to your broken humanity. It lights a path on the road less travelled, the dark forest you dread. More importantly, it challenges you to face the ghost of your past, the fear of your future and the conscience of your present.

The burden of knowledge is like the mourning song you sing to the rising dawn. While there is a red glow to that knowing, there is also a painful reality unveiling a gap you struggle to bridge. Indeed, the harvest is plentiful but the labourers are few. And the knowing unlocks the imagination, but the imagination is still. It runs after the gap but the gap always seems to outpace its steps. 

The burden of knowledge is the opposite of bliss. It is true that ignorance covers a multiple of sins, because not knowing shields one from the burden to reform. But, ignorance also narrows one’s freedom to choose, because not knowing the why limits the how to change. So, yes, ignorance is bliss, but so are still waters that run deep. For one is forever a victim of a heart that is always deceived.

But mind you, there is a dark side to the burden of knowledge too. The tears may flow and the hope may glow, but knowledge untethered puffs the ego. It seeks for an audience to multiply, and soon one discovers himself on the other side of the gap, running after a lie.

So, lying before me is the burden of knowledge. Should I walk on by with the bliss of not knowing, or should I pick it up and bear it on my back? Do I seek the refuge that ignorance bring or do I light a candle into the road less travelled? 

I guess this is the great contest of a journey to one’s heart. It is surely a lifetime struggle between a conscience crying out for enduring change and one that turns his face away from Calvary’s pain.