There is a tension every Christian must learn to live inโthe space where strength and struggle coexist. Itโs not a clean, polished place. Itโs messy. Itโs exhausting. And often, it feels like there is very little comfort in the circumstances themselves.
Psalm 27 speaks directly into that tension.
It is a psalm of contrastโlament and confidence, persecution and praise, warfare and worship. David doesnโt present a neat, resolved faith. Instead, he invites us into an honest, layered conversation with God. In fact, throughout the psalm, David engages in three distinct conversations: he speaks about God with confidence, he cries out to God in desperation, and he ultimately speaks to himself with chosen faith.
The psalm begins with bold declaration:
โThe Lord is my light and my salvationโwhom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my lifeโof whom shall I be afraid?โ
This is Davidโs foundation. Before he addresses his circumstances, he anchors himself in who God is. His identity is rooted in God as his light, his salvation, and his stronghold. And that identityโclaimed before the stormโbecomes the source of his courage within it.
Verses 1โ6 reveal a conversation of confidence. Even with enemies surrounding him, David declares that his heart will not fear. Why? Because his โone thingโ is clear: to dwell in the presence of the Lord, to seek Him, to gaze upon His beauty. This pursuit becomes the stabilizing force in the chaos. Seeking God first, before trying to fix everything else, is what leads to a faithful lifeโand ultimately, where true comfort is found.
But the tone shifts.
In verses 7โ12, David cries out. This is no longer confident proclamation; this is raw, vulnerable pleading:
โHear me, Lord, when I cry aloudโฆ do not hide your face from meโฆ do not forsake me.โ
Here, we see desperation. Honest, unfiltered need. David brings his fears, his pain, and even his sense of abandonment before God. He doesnโt pretend to be okay. He prays Scripture back to God, recalls His character, and asks Him to act.
And then, in verses 13โ14, something powerful happens. David speaks to himself:
โI believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord in the land of the livingโฆ Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord.โ
This is chosen faith.
Not because everything has changedโbut because he chooses to trust that God will show up. The word โwaitโ here isnโt passive. It means a hopeful, eager, patient expectation. It is active trust in the โin-between.โ
This is the tension: desperation and confidence, struggle and strength, all at once.
And if Iโm honest, this week, I didnโt handle that tension very well.
Normally, I thrive in a busy schedule. But this week felt different. I was tired in a deeper wayโthe kind that comes from pouring out more than Iโve been filling back up. My quiet times havenโt been quiet. My workload is the heaviest itโs been in years, with over 70 children and families Iโm trying to serve within a deeply broken foster care system. Grant writing, grocery shopping, meal preppingโฆ. The list is long.
On top of that, my mom has had ongoing medical appointments. Thursdays is a day when my office is supposed to be closed and whatโs supposed to be a day of rest has turned into a full day of caregiving, emotional support, and work responsibilities. Itโs been a lot to carry.
The day looked liked this:
Early morningโmeal prepping, feeding fish, frogs, cats, and dogs.
Loving on my sweet boy after another rough night.
Praying with him. Opening the Word togetherโฆ while trying to find a few quiet moments in it for myself.
Then itโs go timeโ
Getting ready, rushing out the door, navigating appointments, questions, waiting roomsโฆ
If you know, you know.
Back home for a quick lunch.
Let the animals out.
Sit with Jackson, help with school, breathe for a second.
Then log into courtโ
Case after case, report after report, heavy stories, real lives.
Two, sometimes three hearings back-to-back.
And just like that, the clock resetsโ
45 minutes (if Iโm lucky)โฆ
Dinner. Sunshine. Evening routine.
Animals again. Wind down. Repeat.
And somehow, it all came to a head over something smallโa grumpy cat with a bad attitude and a misplaced mess. In a moment, everything bubbling beneath the surface spilled out. I reacted in frustration, raising my voice, taking it out on the animals around me.
It wasnโt my best moment.
But it was a revealing one.
In that moment, I realized how much I needed help. Not just practicallyโbut spiritually. I started looking into support services for my mom (and Iโm still waiting on those doors to open), and her heart to soften, but more than anything, I knew I needed to return to the presence of the Lord.
Earlier that same day, I had felt prompted to step away from my study in Titus and read Psalm 27. At the time, it felt like a beautiful passageโbut I didnโt sit with it deeply.
After my breakdown, I came back to it.
And this time, I saw it differently.
I saw the tension. I saw the honesty. I saw the way David held both struggle and faith at the same time. And I felt humbled. Because what Iโm walking through, as heavy as it feels, pales in comparison to what David enduredโand yet, he still chose to trust.
Scripture is full of this โin-betweenโ waiting:
- Abraham and Sarah waiting for a promised child
- Joseph waiting in prison for Godโs plan to unfold
- Hannah waiting in anguish before her prayer was answered
- David himself, anointed king but not yet crowned
These stories remind us that waiting is not wasted. God works in the tension.
And even more comfortingโGod understands the tension.
We are not walking through this alone. We have a Savior who stepped into humanity, who experienced struggle, temptation, exhaustion, and sorrow. He knows what it is to live in the โin-between.โ He meets us there with compassion, not condemnation.
So when we failโwhen we lose our patience, when we react instead of respond, when we feel overwhelmedโwe donโt have to run away from God.
We run toward Him.
We return to His presence.
We remind ourselves of who He is.
And we choose, again, to believe:
That we will see His goodness.
That He is still working.
That He can be trusted in every season.
So today, Iโm praying this:
Lord, help me not to walk in condemnation, but in the freedom You provide.
Teach me to seek Your face above everything else.
Strengthen my heart to believe that I will see Your goodnessโeven here, even now.
Help me to wait with hope, with courage, and with trust.
Because this is where faith is formedโnot outside the tension, but right in the middle of it.












