Face to Face Sermon Illustrations

Face to Face Sermon Illustrations

I had walked life's way with an easy tread,
Had followed where pleasures and comforts led,
Until one day, in a quiet place,
I met the Master face to face.

With station and rank and wealth for my goal,
Much thought for my body but none for my soul,
I had entered to win in life's mad race
When I met the Master face to face.

I had built my castles and reared them high
Till their towers had pierced the blue of the sky:
I had sworn to rule with an iron mace
When I met the Master face to face.

I met him, and knew Him, and blushed to see
That his eyes, full of pity, were fixed on me;
And I faltered and fell at His feet that day
While my castles melted and vanished away.

Faded, and vanished, and in their place
Naught else did I see but the Master's face:
And I cried aloud, 'O make me meet
To follow the steps of Thy wounded feet!'

My thought is now for the souls of men,
I have lost my life to find it again,
Ever since that day, in a quiet place,
That I met the Master face to face.—Captain Edith Overall

(Hos. 2. 14; John 12. 21; Heb. 2. 9; 2 Cor. 3. 18).


For though from out our bourne of time and place
The floods may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.—Alfred, Lord Tennyson

(1 Cor. 13. 12; 2 Cor. 5. 8)

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