Devotional Poem: The Ebb and the Flow


This week we launch our eleventh devotional poem. The next five weeks of blog posts will draw from themes in this poem.


When I am tossed,

When I am thrown,

And when I feel a little bit blue . . .

In the ebb and flow of my churning emotions

I hear His whisper in the wind,

“I am enough.”

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Oh Lord, my strength is Your presence.

You are my firm breaker

Amidst the violent waves of my emotions.

Tucked away inside Your love

I am convinced of one thing alone:

Nothing matters . . . no,

Nothing but You.

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I want only the good –

The crest of the wave

So high and free.

I want only the good.

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Amidst my resignation to the ebb and flow

I hear the sweet wind of His presence blow

And there discover a confidence I thought I’d never know.

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Oh frustrating ebb and flow!

Why do you trick me with your ways?

One day your waves of wanton joy,

The next your waves of weeping woe!

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In the crazy ebb and flow

This I’ve learned and this I know –

That when upon the Lord I wait,

He hears my cry, my prayer for escape.

He lifts my feet and makes my way straight.

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There upon the Rock I stand

Safe and sound within His hand,

And Christ the Rock becomes my Raft.

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The ebb and flow is a fact of life.

Away from it we cannot run.

We shall be tossed, we shall be thrown,

But our raft we choose.

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The raft of emotions,

Secure on the crest, though

Unstable and tossed

From its perch to its depth.

Or Christ the Raft,

Secure on the crest,

Secure in the depths,

Stable and firm,

Led by God’s breath.

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Though the ebb and flow shall not remit,

I determine that to Christ I’ll submit;

Emotion now servant, not Lord of my peace,

When patient endurance is fully released.

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The mission of this raft –

Found in faith, not emotions.

The ebb and flow now incidental

To the Voice of the Wind

Which carries me on

And satisfies my need.

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And now I whisper back to the Wind

“You alone . . . yes, You – You are my Home.”


My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.

PSALM 62:1-2


This poem has been adapted from the poem by the same name in, David Trementozzi, Light for the Dark Night: Embracing a Heart of Holy Desperation (Maitland, Fl.: Xulon, 2005).


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Author: David Trementozzi

David Trementozzi is married to his wife, Emily and they have three children—Judah, Kaleb, and Halle. David likes to write on topics related to Christian faith and their contemporary theological relevance. He has a B.A. in Psychology (Messiah College), Masters of Divinity, and Ph.D in Theology (Regent University). David is currently a professor of Theology at Continental Theological Seminary in Brussels, Belgium. To learn more about David, go to the About David page above.