David fled from the home of the priests in Nob with Saul in hot pursuit. He made his way to Gath, the home of his enemies, where he was instantly recognized and brought before King Achish.

David’s fame was celebrated everywhere in story and song. He had slain thousands of Philistines (1 Samuel 21:11), a reputation established at the expense of bereaved Philistine women and children. Here was an opportunity to take revenge.

David lost his nerve. In terror, he “pretended madness . . . , scratched on the doors of the gate, and let his saliva fall down on his beard” (v.13). Achish dismissed him with contempt: “Shall this fellow come into my house?” (v.15). Broken and utterly humiliated, David fled to Adullam in Judah. Close by was a hill honeycombed with caves. Into one of those holes he crept-alone.

As he experienced the solitude of that cave, at the nadir of his life and surrounded by enemies, David began to reflect on God’s tender, faithful love. “When I am afraid, I will trust in You,” he wrote (Psalm 56:3). “You number my wanderings; put my tears into Your bottle” (v.8).

Perhaps you’re “in a cave” today. You too can say, “In God I have put my trust; I will not be afraid” (v.11)