I often feel this way, completely trapped in my cave because of things going on around me. Parenting, ministry, marriage, finances and work. Fearing that who I know myself to be, might die. In this fear, I retreat. I find a place of refuge. Books, TV shows, hobbies, and in some cases complete isolation and loneliness. There are days where I just cannot seem to get a grip and sulk in my destitution. However, these are necessary places to be. Just as the cave was a necessary place for David, so is my overwhelmed and lonely place. There are parts of me that need to die, and it’s in these moments they do. I thank God for them because it draws me closer to Him. My refuge, my safety and my rescue!