For when you have a quiet moment…

The following is a poem that means a lot to me.  Every time I read it I am brought back to what matters most, more importantly–who matters most.

Find a moment when you can still your soul long enough to really read it (I’d recommend reading it out loud).  I think it will bless you.

I had walked life’s way with an easy tread,

Had followed where comforts and pleasures 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 met Him and knew Him and blushed to see

That His eyes full of sorrow were fixed on me,

And I faltered and fell at His feet that day

While my castles melted and vanished away.

 

Melted and vanished, and in their place,

Naught else did I see but the Master’s face;

And I cried aloud, “Oh, 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,

E;er since one day in a quiet place

I met the Master face to face.

(Author unknown)