She was mostly known as Mrs. Frank Breck in accordance with the older custom of using your husband’s name.
During her life, Breck wrote more than two thousand poems. One of them was “Face to Face.”
It really does happen just like that. God uses ordinary people with His love in their heart, to honor and serve Him.
Mrs. Breck lived most of her life with her husband and five daughters in Portland, Oregon. She was known as a deeply committed Christian and a life-long Presbyterian. She said: "My mind moved in poetic meter.” She had a keen sense of rhythm and loved music.
When she finished the poem, she sent it to Grant Tullar, a friend who lived in Rutherford, NJ.
Grant Colfax Tullar, a musician, was attending an evangelistic seminar held in New Jersey. During the meetings, the people assisting the meetings gathered in a pastor’s house for a snack. Tullar was known to like a certain jelly, so the pastor and his wife handed him an almost empty jar. He is reported to have said, “So, this is all for me, is it?”
It was this incident that inspired Tullar to compose the words and music to a new hymn. The hymn went: “All for me the Savior suffered…all for me He bled and died.” Later that night the congregation sang this new song. Unfortunately, it was not enthusiastically received.
The following day, the musician received Mrs. Breck’s letter. After reading the poem Tullar saw that no words of her poem nor his music needed to be changed. The Architect had planned both of them so perfectly, that from that day on, “Face to Face” has been winning its way into hearts and lives all over the world.
“Face to Face” is a beautiful piece that speaks eloquently about the anticipation of meeting face to face with our Savior, Jesus Christ.
On Studylight.org, the Bridgeway Bible Commentary: In the present world Christians have only a limited understanding of eternal things. Their view of the age to come is unclear. When face to face with Christ they will know these things clearly, just as God knows them clearly. The important issue for Christians is not the display of their spiritual gifts, but the exercise of faith, hope, and above all, love.
ApplyGodswords.com says: According to the Bible, the Glory of God is displayed supremely in the Gospel of Jesus Christ. To help answer the question, “What is the glory of God?” we must emphasize the gospel of Jesus Christ. The gospel is central to the glory of God because the gospel reveals more about God than any other act in history. God reveals himself through his actions, and through the actions of the cross and resurrection we can see the character of God more clearly than anywhere else. “
Biblestudytools.com says: Jesus says ‘" love you" by inviting us to be with Him forever. Jesus shows us His love by inviting us to His eternal home and welcoming us. Jesus says "I love you" by caring for us. Jesus watches us day and night. He fights for us like the shepherd fights off wolves from the sheep.
Jesus says "I love you" by changing our hearts. Jesus promised His disciples that they would not be alone when He left. He knew that they would miss Him and He promised them the comfort of the Holy Spirit. We receive the Holy Spirit when we ask Jesus into our hearts.
The greatest love story ever told is the one of Jesus dying on the cross for our sins. He has made a way for us to enter the throne room and live eternal life with Him in Paradise. There is no greater love than the love of Jesus.
Charles Spurgeon said: “By faith, we see a poor reflection as in a mirror the image of His endless treasures. But when we finally see these heavenly blessings themselves with our own eyes, how deep will be the streams of fellowship in which our souls will soak! Oh what a blessed time that will be when we will have risen above every meaningless earthly cause and will rest upon the arm of God alone!
I think of the hymn “My Savior First of All” by Fanny Crosby and share these words in verse two:
We all long for that day when we will see Jesus face to face. It is our hope. It is our reason to continue onward in our walk with Christ.
