John is given a scroll to eat, and it's sweet in his mouth but bitter in his stomach. I read this when I was processing something I'd learned that I couldn't unknow.
The knowledge itself was beautiful - understanding something true about God, about life, about redemption. But the implications of that knowledge meant I had to change. I had to grieve things I'd believed. I had to become uncomfortable.
Sweet and bitter at once. That's what real truth often is. It's not neat. It's not entirely comforting. But it's real.
I stopped expecting knowledge to be purely pleasant. Sometimes the bitter part is where the growth is.
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