Years ago I listened to the voice of my prayer partner over the voice of God. I believed God wanted me to write, but she said she had prayed and believed I wasn’t creative enough and didn’t believe God called me to write. Soon after, military moves separated us and I lost track of her. Looking back, I know God wanted me to listen to him and not the wrong voice.
We need a discernment to choose what voices to listen to of the many we hear.