Sunday, October 04, 2009

THE PATMOS EXPERIENCE II

REVELATION 1:17-19

Pastor Rick Jackson

Have you ever found yourself in a place NOT of your own choosing? [Prison=Joseph, John the Baptist, Paul, Peter, Jeremiah, John Bunyan, Lester Roloff, etc. / Sorrow=Job / Mission field=Jonah / Exile=John]Respond properly and while it may not be the place of your choosing it may be the place of God's great blessing! For John, that place was Patmos.

I. JOHN’S TESTIMONY [v. 17a]

1. We Need to See Him as He Is “And when I saw Him…”

2. We Need to Settle Who He Is “I fell at His feet”

3. We Need to Substitute His Life for Ours “As dead” [Gal. 2:20]

1 Corinthians 15:31 I protest by your rejoicing which I have in Christ Jesus our Lord, I die daily.

II. JOHN TOUCHED [v. 17b-18]

1. The Second Time [Mt. 17:1-9]

2. The Singular Touch [v. 17]

3. The Saviour’s Touch [v. 18] not touched by an angel like Daniel or Isaiah

III. JOHN TOLD [v. 19]

1. Be A Witness - write what he has seen

2. Be A Watchman - write what is

3. Be A Warner - write what will be

"Twas battered and scared, and the auctioneerThought it scarcely worth his whileTo waste much time on the old violin,But he held it up with a smile."What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,"Who'll start bidding for me?A dollar, a dollar - now who"ll make it two _Two dollars, and who"ll make it three?
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice,Going for three". . . but no!From the room far back a gray-haired manCame forward and picked up the bow;Then wiping the dust from the old violin,And tightening up the strings,He played a melody,pure and sweet,As sweet as an angel sings.
The music ceased and the auctioneerWith a voice that was quiet and low,Said: "What am I bidden for the old violin?"And he held it up with the bow;"A thousand dollars - and who'll make it two?Two thousand - and who'll make it three?Three thousand once, three thousand twiceAnd going - and gone," said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,"We do not quite understand -What changed its worth?" The man replied:"The touch of the masters hand."And many a man with life out of tune,And battered and torn with sin,Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd.Much like the old violin.
A "mess of pottage," a glass of wine,A game and he travels on,He's going once, and going twice -He's going - and almost gone!But the MASTER comes, and the foolish crowd,Never can quite understand,The worth of a soul, and the change that's wroughtBy the touch of the MASTER'S hand.
~Myra B. Welch

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