Which Voice Will You Follow?

  

Kelly and I spent a lot of time on the road. Our work took us all across Texas, and the car has became our second home. Over time, we learned how to load all our stops into the GPS so it could guide us from one place to the next without needing to enter each address manually. It’s a smooth system, mostly.

But later, I began doing more of the driving. And while we were visiting places we’ve been to many times before, I didn't have the same memory recall Kelly did. He seemed to know instinctively when the GPS was leading us astray. So there I was, hands on the wheel, listening to the GPS say, “Turn left in 500 feet,” while Kelly calmly would say, “Don’t listen to her...go this way.”

Suddenly, I’m caught between two voices. The GPS is clear and confident, but Kelly’s voice carried experience and trust. Sometimes I hesitated, unsure which to follow. And sometimes, I choose wrong and we ended up making a U-turn or having to recalculate the route.

One day, as I was navigating this tug-of-war between instructions, it struck me: this is exactly how life feels sometimes.

We’re surrounded by voices, experts, influencers, well-meaning friends all offering directions. Some sound convincing. Some even seem to know the way. But not every voice understands our true destination. Not every guide sees the full picture.

The GPS has data, but Kelly had discernment and experience. In this life, the world may offer us routes that look efficient, popular, or even logical, but only our Heavenly Father truly knows where we’re meant to go. His voice may be quieter. It may ask us to trust when we can’t see the full map. But it’s the voice that leads us not just to the right address, but to the right door.

As Proverbs 3:5–6 reminds us:

“Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.”

I’m learned to listen for Kelly’s voice over the GPS. And spiritually, I’m learning to listen for the Savior’s voice over the noise of the world. Sometimes I miss it. Sometimes I have to turn around. But through the Atonement of Jesus Christ, there’s always a way back. Always a better route. Always grace enough to recalculate.