In the Bible I find a lot more promises from God indicating that he'll shepherd me than commands to find his specific will.
The candidating process for becoming pastor of The Chapel took fourteen months.
During the drawn-out ordeal, I slipped into a low-grade depression I couldn't shake, losing nineteen pounds. I felt guilty for even considering the idea of leaving my church in Ashland. After fifteen good years, I wondered if I were "deserting" that church. It felt like divorce.
Feeling discouraged and confused one day, I threw down what I knew to be a silly and desperate challenge before God: "Lord, I'm going to turn on the car radio. Whatever this radio preacher says will be what you are saying to me."
I clicked on the dial, and the first words I heard were, "Go, I am sending you, and I will give you courage and what to say."
At first I laughed. Then I cried. Naturally, I wasn't going to let this "coincidence" or the voice of John MacArthur determine my future, but it did make ...1