the best question ever

I once saw this book entitled something like that - the best question ever, or the biggest question, or something. Sean, I think you read it, said it wasn't that good, and I dont think you remembered the question. The question I have right now, that is keeping me up too late cause I have campaigners tomorrow in the am, but is driving me nuts is this:
Is the anxiety you feel in making a decision God's way of saying, I dont know if you should do this, or is it the natural stuff that comes with risk? And how do you know which one it is?

Here's the story. I have a friend. She''s trying to decide whether or not she wants to move. She loves where she lives, but thinks it may not be the healthiest place for her to be at this stage in her life. She loves SW Ohio and loves some of the people down there and gets really excited thinking about what life could be like there. She also gets really excited thinking about what life could be like here. Where she's at now, she knows where she'll live, she knows who she'll hang out with, she knows that she'll have some sort of income, and she knows she won't have to say bye to some of the people who she loves so much. If she moves, she has no idea where she'll live, no idea how she'll make money, some idea of who she'll hang out with, but has NO IDEA what life will be like. When she thinks about staying she feels pretty good. This has been home. This has been life. And its been ok. Not amazing wonderful all the time, but pretty good. It's comfortable. It's easy. It's hard at the same time though. When she thinks about leaving she gets really anxious....really worried....a little sick. But why? Is that God saying, hey girl, stick around, I've got something great for you here? Or is that girl saying, holy crap, life is out of my control, what the heck am I doing?

A couple of posts ago I kind of was thinking about what the point of risking is. I guess I kind of see it. But are you supposed to risk just to risk? Is that what makes life exciting? Cause I kind of agree with that, but I kind of don't. I think God gives us brains and allows us to make decisions....but....I dont really know how to finish that sentence. When I've made life decisions in the past, I've kind of gone with my gut and thought it was from God. I would make a decision, see how it felt, see if I felt peace, if I did I would move forward, if not I would revamp. That's always worked for me. Now it doesn't. I make a decision, feel no peace either way, freak out, and start over again. Shut down about it for awhile...then come back. So I'm not sure what to tell my friend. I'm kind of lost in the question and this little girl needs an answer.