Hearing voices?

Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me. Revelation 3:20

Sometimes I think that truth no longer exists. Searching for it ends up being some meaningless chatter between competing voices where no one is able to commit to one voice. Fear of offense is weighted beyond measure, yet is in essence a cowardly mirage. An abundance of words with no clarity; this thought, that perspective, one waiting for anything that feels right. Sad, sad state. So, here we are at another door. One condition- we have to be able to hear the one voice. Can you hear it?