When Paul heard the voice on the road to Damascus, he asked who it was. I don't feel so dumb when I read that. Of course, he knew who it was, it was the shock of the circumstance that drew out the question. But my circumstances are not a good excuse for wondering about which voice I hear, whether I hear my Master or myself, or worse, my enemy. I move ahead, make decisions, try vainly to see into the near future, and constantly struggle with an unsettling feeling of not knowing. I must seek the peace of God in turbulent circumstances to discern His choice of path. I clearly need more prayer, and perhaps less caffeine.
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