Christ is presented as the inexhaustible and indispensable foundation of all knowledge and life, as revealed to John on Patmos. The sermon emphasizes that knowing God is impossible without knowing Jesus, who is the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end of all things. John's vision of the risen Christ, described in Revelation 1, serves to illustrate Christ's divine nature, his enduring love, and his ultimate authority. The message concludes by urging believers to live with a constant, forward-looking hope in Christ's return, trusting him as the author and finisher of their faith.
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back here at this love spot and I face this week of ministry amongst you with exercise half I thought today the Lord's Day just have two Bible talks about your lovely Lord himself all he can be to us and all he will be to us if he comes back so soon and then Monday through Friday feel exercised to take you to the times of Elijah and Elijah, these men who were of like passions with ourselves, just like us, facing the battle of life, and they learned to know God and the secrets of victory.
You know, the word ketic means a great deal to me. And I'm fine. They say, well, I love Keswick, but when you ask them what Keswick means for them, they think of the grounds and the lovely meetings and the sweet fellowships, and somehow they haven't quite gripped this fact that the word Keswick, which is just a little town in Cumberland, in England, has become a name known around the world for a message... I don't like the term the Kedik message because the Kedik message is just the Bible message.
That's all. It's not the slightest difference. But it's an emphasis of messages which are desperately needed in our churches and assemblies today. I'm sorry to have to tell you this. But you know, from January the first to December the thirty first, there are lots of Christians. And in their churches, their assemblies, they never hear of a message. the tetic Christ put to the front and brings the minds and hearts and consciences of God's people. Just come from Barbados in the West Indies, we launched the first tetic in that little island of two hundred and fifty thousand people.
And only three weeks ago I was facing audiences of around Three hundred and fifty every morning for the Bible reading. And then about eight or nine hundred people. And let me tell you, very few white faces amongst them in the evenings for the evening meetings. And their appreciation of the Kazakh message was terrific. Again and again they came up and they would say, Oh dear, why didn't we hear this years ago? Why didn't we hear the possibilities of victorious Christian living? when we were younger. And these Keswick weeks and these Keswick conventions and these wonderful precious times of teaching that they are the name Keswick, all one in Christ Jesus, and perhaps the key to the whole teaching, Christ is all, and all is in Christ.
And so I want to start this morning just talking to you about your Lord. And then we move into the secrets that he has provided. They're his secrets for us morning and evening right through the week if you're free to come. Now, have you got your New Testament there, please? Just open it at Revelation chapter one, verse nine. And it's an old man who's speaking to us. Beloved John. At the time when he was a fisherman, full of elastic, full of muscle, knew how to throw the nets and draw the nets and catch the fish.
But he, with his brother and possibly cousin, heard the call and they followed the Lord Jesus out into that new life of discipleship. One by one he has seen his fellow disciples spinning out. John possibly heard of Peter's death years ago. James, how he was killed by Herod, his head was chopped off. He's even heard how the beloved apostles of the Gentiles has laid down his life in Rome, and yet he's still a dear old man. Tell me that there's a story that when John was carried into the church at Ephesus, they had to carry him in.
on his couch, and they brought the couch in and put it down in the congregation, the assembly. And as he came in, he would whisper, Love is of God. Love one another. And he would just repeat the words of love. Dear old John, why those naughty people should have got this old man, possibly in his nineties. Now, you think of the comfortable bed you sleep on tonight. You think of the lovely... food you eat three times a day and you picture him snatched away from Asia Minor to the little rocky isle of Cadmas and he's a captive he's a prisoner cold or it can be cold in the winter there hot or it can be roasting in the summer there kindly treated I don't think so not very kindly treated the story goes that from the churches on the mainland, the seven churches.
They had clubbed together to send some comfort and some food and some clothing and things that he would need. And the seven men had crossed the waters to this rocky island, and they had come to him and ministered to him, and they were going back, back to their churches. and the risen Christ meets John and gives him this amazing revelation unfolding of Jesus Christ and his future. And John is used of God to write seven letters, and he puts the letters, seven distinct separate letters, to Ephesus, right through to Laodicea in the hands of these chosen elders.
They could easily be the angels of the churches. And they are going to carry back the letter, the individual letter to the seven churches and also the amazing revelation of the future. A wonderful risen Christ and his taking of the book and breaking the seals and administering the judgments of God and coming back into world politics. And John gives us in this opening chapter something which is very precious. He gives us A picture, a photograph, and as far as I know it's the only photograph, in full picture of our risen Lord.
Do you want to know what your Lord looks like? Oh, I've been so disappointed with artists' pictures. I've never seen Jesus, you know. I love him, but I've never seen him. And I just long for the day when faith will give way to sight, and I shall see him. But here is given a picture of the risen Lord, and John describes him from the top of his head right down to his feet. Well, now let's read. Revelation one, verse nine. I, John, who also am your brother and companion in tribulation, and in the kingdom and patience of Jesus Christ, was in the aisle that is called Patmos for the word of God and for the testimony of Jesus Christ.
I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day and heard behind me a great voice as of a trumpet saying, I am Alpha and Omega, the first and the last. Now, there are two opinions about this Lord's Day. And you will find loved, honored Bible teachers telling you that the beloved apostle was in the Spirit and he was led away into the coming Lord's Day, the Day of the Lord. And he saw the things that would happen in the day of the Lord.
That seems very reasonable. But it's rather remarkable that The word Lord here is used very rarely in Scripture. It's really the Lordly Day. It's used for the Lord's Supper, strangely enough, in Corinthians. The Lordly Supper. There are thousands of supper tables and millions of suppers going on in the world, but this is the Lordly Supper. There are many days, oh yes, but there is a day set apart which is the Lordly day.
And I'm rather inclined to believe that John was actually speaking of the first day of the week, the Lord's Day. The old week had gone round and he had come to be what we call Sunday morning. The Resurrection Day, the first day of the week, the day when never forget it, a way back in old Ephesus, in his beloved church the disciples gathered together to continue steadfastly in the Apostles' teaching and in the fellowship of the breaking of the bread and of prayers. And the dear old man must have missed this, the thronging Christians, the joy of worship with many others.
The joy of keeping the Lord's supper, of listening to the word of God being unfolded. He's lonely. And I was in the spirit, he says, that Sunday morning, that Lord's day when I woke up, as I was under the gracious control of the spirit, all of a sudden I heard a voice. And he said, it was behind me. Now this is interesting. You know, when you hear a voice behind you, if you're looking in this direction and you hear a voice behind you, you swing, you return to see who it is, because there was never a voice without a person behind the voice.
And I've got the picture somehow of that Lord's day that John was looking in a certain direction, and all of a sudden he heard the voice, and he sprung around to see who it was speaking to him, and he turned from this position to this position. He was looking this way and now he's looking this way. I turn to see the boss. I wonder if it could be possible that on that Lord's Day morning John woke up and he thought to himself, well, another day in this old rocky island, another day away from the Christians at Ephesus. But it's the Lord's Day and why shouldn't I do what they are doing?
I know they're following the Lord's command this do in remembrance of me, and I'm pretty sure that they will be turning their minds backwards, drawn we to Calvary, and they will remember all it cost him to redeem us by his blood. I'll do the same, and so. That Lord's day morning he's thinking back. no one could think that quite like John he'd been with the Lord Jesus those three years and then he was the one who went the deepest into the shadows of Gethsemane he was the one who looked at the dying Lord on the cross and took the responsibility of caring for the Virgin Mother of our Lord yes he was there in the upper room he moved out into the great ministry of the Apostles And as he looks back over the long years, he's thinking of how the word became a human being and how he was manifested.
That which was from the beginning has come down amongst us and we've seen him, we've handled him, we've looked into his face, he says. And he's looking back when all of a sudden the voice comes and he turns from looking back to look forward. A backward look we drawn to Calvary musing as we sing. Forward haste we to his coming. Lord and King there should always be the forward look. Our Lord is risen, our glorious Lord is soon coming to manifest himself. He turns from the backward look to the forward.
The voice says, I am Alpha and Omega. What a funny title for our Lord. You know, the Lord Jesus loved to use the great I ams in his gospel, the gospel of his deity. They come ringing out one after another. I am the bread, and a hungry world is around him, and he can satisfy. I am the light of the world. And in all the darkness he's shining. So those great seven I ams ring out in the Gospel of John. But here he says, I am the alphabet.
I am the alpha and omega, the A and Z of the alphabet. I am the alphabet. It's so startling, it's so amazing to use a term like that that we should pause a minute and ask why. Well, let me ask your question. Can you exhaust the alphabet? You go to the National Library and see the millions and millions of books that they've collected there and see the great wings of the library. science, geography, history, theology, so on, so on, so on, so on.
And you look around and you say, my word, what a lot of books have been written, and the making of books there is no end. But how many letters did they use? Twenty-six, that's all. Just think of it, Shakespeare only used twenty-six letters for all his writing. Winston Churchill in all his laborious writings about the great wars only used. Twenty-six, that's all. You can't find any more there in that great big library in the English language. I am the alphabet. And if our Lord doesn't come and the world goes on, the makings of books will never end.
They'll be poured out. and they're just taking twenty-six letters and reshuffling them and producing book after book after book. And the alphabet is inexhaustible. And so is Jesus. I am the alphabet inexhaustible. That one who stepped out of eternity past and moved into time for a little season amazingly has received not regained, I'm sorry, he has retained his manhood. And there's a living glorified man who bears the marks of Calvary, the head of a new race on the throne, and he's going to bring many sons to glory.
And if you're a believer, you belong to him, you're his, bought by his blood, and if you're not, you ought to be a believer. Oh, let me say to you, if you are not a Christian, and by that word I don't mean a church member, and by that word I don't mean trying to do the best you can, if you are not a real Christian, a man who belongs to Jesus Christ, the Son of God, face it, face it, you are in desperate need this morning. I believe there's loving hearts around you praying for you. I believe there are people saying, Oh, Lord, don't let them miss this one thing.
But you say, I'm just as good as them. Of course you are, possibly better than they are. But you see, they've acknowledged that they're just poor guilty sinners and cast themselves on the grace of God, and you haven't. And that makes the difference. No good talking about being better than the Christians around you. Possibly you are ever so much then. But do you realize that we live in a guilty world and God has condemned us all? We are sinners by nature and whether we are awake or sleep twenty-four hours a day in a sinful state before God, we are without hope.
without spiritual life in a lost condition and we need Jesus Christ to come and bring newness of life. I come that she might have life, that she might have it more abundantly. And that Savior can step over the threshold of a heart and life and he can whisper pardon and peace. And he can possess your life and empower your life. And this is being a real Christian. All that lovely Savior is inexhaustible. Inexhaustible. But you know, if I get a little boy and I take a little boy into the library and I say, now, Sonny, tell me, how old are you?
Three and a half, sir. Oh, getting a big boy now. Now, look, this is the National Library, and here are all these books. And in your lifetime, I hope you'll read a great number of these books. I really hope you will. Now look, this is all history and this is adventure and these are novels and I begin to describe it and the little fellow is looking so vacantly around him. And I say, just a minute. Do you know your ABC? No. Now look at the dear little chap's face and I realize that he cannot begin to explore all those books, can't begin to touch the very fringe of those books until he learns the difference between A and C or between B and D.
And so this inexhaustible alphabet is indispensable, absolutely indispensable. I am the alphabet, says Jesus. You cannot begin to know the things of God without me. You know, this makes me alarmed at times, and yet on the other times I really enjoy a great big chuckle. I was sitting by the side of a professor, a Canadian professor in a plane a few months ago to go out to dear old PBI, Prairie Bible Institute, and believe me, he said he was very interested in philosophy.
And when I gave him the philosophy of Solomon, the wisest man in the world, as Solomon found life in Ecclesiastes, this man was so interested, he said, you know, he said, that fellow's right, that fellow's right. I said, you think so, and I went on, mind you, I hadn't revealed where this book was. He said, tell me, he said, where was this book published, this book you call Ecclesiastes? He said, give me the name of the publisher. I want to get it. But eventually I told him it was in the heart of his Bible, right in the middle, one of the books of wisdom. And this dear fellow, such a lovely man, married a home of his own, teaching in the great big university up there in Alberta, hadn't the clue to the knowledge of God.
because he didn't know Jesus and this thing. You can't begin to touch the things of God except argue about them and often against them. Be a very clever stick that's revealing your utter ignorance as you do it. You can't begin to know the things of God till you know Jesus as your Savior. You've got to come just like a little child with all your guilt and sin and shame and say gentle Jesus. Look upon this poor child of Adam, this poor selfish, sin-stained, hell-bound soul.
You can't touch the things of God till you come and learn no Jesus like that. And so the alphabet is inexhaustible, but it's indispensable. But I love to think that it's so adaptable Oh, it's so wonderful. You know, you can go into the courthouse and you can see a stern judge, and I'm picturing a Jamaican court now. You can see him bewitched, looking across at a prisoner, and he says, Well, I've got to bring in my verdict, and he takes all the witnesses that he's heard, and he's taken the final findings of the jury, and he says that man is guilty, and he will go out and hang.
by his neck and it's dead, dead, dead. And the judge is using in his sentence just twenty-six letters, A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, write true to X, Y, Z. And I leave the court and I go out and I see under the trees a precious young couple and they're walking hand in hand in the moonlight. And bless their dear young hearts, they are saying sweet nothings. Oh, salt, sweet everythings to each other. And I'm not going to be an eavesdropper. I'm not going to over listen.
But believe me, they're just using the same twenty-six letters that the judge used as they poured out their heart to section one to another. Isn't it adaptable? And isn't Jesus adaptable? He is. He can go into your wife's house and capture a heart. He can go into the most menial Negro heart in Vixieland and capture the heart. And you'll sit down at Vodong and that's Jesus. Doing it today in the Congo forest.
in the high guinea mountains and the amazon jungles from every tribe and kindred and tongue and people amidst all the scenes of war and strife and shame and selfishness of our old world jesus goes on with his work adapting himself to every race adapting himself to every culture adapting himself to every person at every time the willing heart that will look into his face and trust And so John turns, says he, verse eleven, to see him, and he saw him, alpha, omega, first, last, and he's told to write.
And he writes and sends these letters to the seven churches. But now, verse twelve, I turn to see the voice that spake with me and being turned, seven golden lampstands, and in the midst of the seven lampstands, one like unto the Son of Man. Now this is interesting. We all know how the Gospels teach, how the Son of God became the Son of Man, that he might lift the fallen sons of men and make them eternally the sons of God. That's the great plan of redemption. Our world has been invaded by deity. God has come amongst us, Emmanuel.
Why? To a lost race. going to produce a new race. And in the man Christ Jesus is going to bring many sons to glory. Oh, I can hear the triumph of the Christ. Father, I of the children that thou hast given me. Soon we are going to see the fruitage of Calvary. Soon we are going to see what grace has done, lifting from a dying world men and women who will eternally be companions of Jesus Christ. Oh, I repeat an old saying, but I must rub it in.
God is so charmed with his darling son in manhood that he's planned to fill up heaven with millions more like him. That's the future of every blood-bought child of God, to be conformed to the image of God's son, in his likeness to share his affection and life and future forever. This is our hope. Just think of it. I know where I'm going to be in a thousand years' time. See, you do, yes, with Christ reigning over the world and watching him restore the kingdoms to hand back to the past. I know where I'm going to be in a million years' time.
A million deaths coerce with Christ in his eternal glory as the ages pass. great universe that he made and sustains and owns is going to be peoples by a race that is a new creation. Men and women lifted from Adam's fallen race, lifted from sin and shame and set amongst princes for eternity. This is your law. Now look at the picture and we'll just close with this lovely rundown of the picture. Verse thirteen he was clothed with a garment down to the foot and girt about the breast with a golden girt.
I want you to catch this. Look. I was looking on that Lord's day, he says. Backward look we drawn to Calvary. I heard the voice. I turned to see. Forward look we to thy coming, Lord and King. He's turned from the backward glimpse to the forwardness. Backward he saw Jesus, just in the one garment left upon his body being led to the cross, and there they strip him naked, and gamble away this one-piece garment. And there nailed to the cross is the Son of God, covered with blood and spittle and crowned with thorns, with the cry of the world.
Away with him! We will not have this man to reign over you. And the only answer came, Father, forgive them. They don't know what they're doing. And as he looked back and saw his Lord stooping solo, stripped naked on the cross, his very garment scrambled away, He says, I turned and I saw him clad, clad in a gown down to his foot, and I saw that golden girdle binding this great robe to his heart, that great loving heart of Jesus that loves and will ever love for the uttermost.
Immediately your mind goes to the high priest of Israel and you can see him moving around in the sanctuary with his gray white robe or with his royal robes. But somehow this is our great high priest. This is our living Lord. Loving to the uttermost, caring for you. You say, he cares for me when I was a little boy, full of elastic. He cares for me when I was a lassie, growing away up in that hometown. Ah, the shadows are lengthening. The hair's gone gray. The even tide is coming, and he cares just as much. He'll watch over us each one until he presents us falsest before the throne with exceeding joy.
This is your written law. Now he describes him and he says, His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were as a flame of fire. What a picture. As he looked back he saw that head so full of bruises, so full of pain and woe. As he looked back to the cross, he saw that hair hanging around that head, all matted with sweat and blood. And he saw those eyes, those eyes that were bloodshot with weeping, as he hung there to win your redemption and life. He turned to the same head of a risen Savior.
He said his head and his hairs were white like wool of white of snow. He seems to be the ancient of days that Daniel saw in his prophecy, the eternal one. And his eyes as a flame of fire, all-seeing eyes. Oh, the wonder of your Lord. Then he goes on with his description, he says, His feet were like under fine grass, as if they burned in a furnace, and his voice as the sound of many waters. His feet, his voice. Oh, John knew something about those feet.
You know, John knew that those feet were weary and tired, and psych as well as busy disciples went up to get the meat and the bread. There were times when he had seen John, seen his loved Lord stretched out in the boat fast asleep with his head upon a pillow in Peter's boat. Yes, I suppose as he gazes back to the cross he sees those feet, feet pinned to that cross. No bone was broken but the great pin right through to pin those feet to that cross. It would seem his feet, his voice, He had heard that voice crying out from the cross, Eli, Eli, Lama, Savak, Vahni.
He had listened to it all. Now he's looking forward. He sees those loved beasts that can tramp the hills of glory, untired, never exhausted. He hears the voice, that loved voice as the sound of many water. You can hear the drip of a tap at night. You can hear the gurgle of the little stream at night. You can hear the rolling of the great rollers coming in on the beaches. You can hear the big cataracts, diagra, coming down, crash into the chasm. Water makes different noises.
The sound of water. But no one can speak like you. Speaking still, and we shall hear that love voice for eternity. His sheep know his voice. You know when he's talking to you. Then he goes on with his description, he says, in his right hand, verse sixteen of seven stars, sharp to edge its sword, goes out of his mouth, his countenance shining as the sun in his strength. Isn't that lovely? holding the stars, the elders, the messengers, the angels, whoever you like to think they are, I'm going to be greedy enough to believe that any servant of God can be claimed to be held by the hand of the risen Christ.
Sunday school teacher, Bible teacher, A busy mother praying for those grandchildren. Pastor over there. Held in his hand. We can rest there. In our own strength we do nothing. But he can hold us in his hand. He held them, says John. The stars. The angels of the churches we are told they are. In his hand. We must rest there. Yes. His mouth. beaks in judgment, sharp, two-edged sword, this countenance above the brightness of the sun shining.
John, what did you do? I fell at his feet of death. In the upper room I sat next to him around the table. In the upper room I lent my head back upon that great loving heart. I heard its beating. I heard his whisper. He moved me from leaning on his breast, and he rose, and he took a towel and girded himself and took our dirty feet and washed them, and he said, you will understand someday what I'm doing for you, because I want you to do it for us. John is looking back, but now he's looking forward.
And he says, as I looked forward, I could only fall his feet. The hand was put upon me, a pierced his hand, and he said, Fear not, perfect love cast out all fear. The only fear we should have a sister and disappear to grieve him, or hurt him, or fail him. Fear not. I am the first. I was that there, long before the foundations of the world were made. And I am the last. When time is wound up and the kingdoms are handed back to the Father and time changes to eternity and eternal age is raw, I'll be there.
You see, Christ, Jesus is all, and all is in Christ. And this is your Savior, Lord. This is the one that you came to trembling and said, Thank you, Lord Jesus, for dying for me, taking my place upon the cross. bearing my condemnation and winning my salvation. And he loves to be trusted, that first look into his face should have begun an attitude of looking, and we should live looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith. And frankly, the only evidence I can give to you tonight that I, as a boy of school, happy, go-lucky little fellow, put my trust in Jesus Christ that Sunday night at the age of twelve and a half to thirteen.
The only evidence I can give you now is that I'm still looking. The first look started an attitude of looking, and we live looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our day. Now, Christians, listen. I close. This is your lovely Lord. This is the one who is tremendously interested in every detail of your life. This is the one at tremendous cost to us planned that you should be a strong, beautiful, victorious Christian seven days a week.
In a scrubby old dirty world is he big enough for the job? Of course he is. If we will only yield to his claims and if we will only with a real living faith say, Lord, you must accomplish your purposes. Right here, in the kingdom of my own soul, in my own life, there will be no regrets. No regrets. just the glory of it, Lord. Now, beginning to taste that moment by moment life of Christ, which when faith gives way to sight, you'll meet no stranger, Lord.
You'll meet one that you've learned to know and love in this book. You've learned to know and love in the experiences of everyday life. If he calls you home by falling asleep, don't get too anxious about falling asleep, dear Christian. I've never seen a person really troubled about falling asleep. Have you? For the Christian, it's just falling asleep to be absent from the body and present with the Lord, which is far better. But tonight we'll speak of that living and purifying hope that so near is coming back for its own. It could be tonight. It could be next week.
It could be next month. It could be this year in the seventies. But there will come from outer space the Son of God with the marks of Calvary to gather the fruitage of Calvary to bring salvation to our own. And this should be a purifying, challenging... living hope in our hearts. I will you bow in prayer for a moment. It's the Lord's day. The resurrection day.
The first day of the week. The day when Christians gather together for worship, for remembrance, for prayer, for exhortation, for teaching. It's a quiet, restful day that's been set apart truly as a Sabbath in American life, even though it's so abused on every hand. Here we are on the Lord's day. Are we in the Spirit? Can we hear a voice? can return to look into his face, catch a fresh picture of our glorious Lord.
I wonder as he puts out his hand toward us and lays it on us, all fear will be taken away and we'll just put out our hand and take his and say, Lord, lead me into the grave future. We're about to separate, Lord, and as we bow together in thy presence, we ask, If there's one here who has never, from a true heart, said to the Saviour, Thank you, Lord Jesus, for going to the cross for me, there may be born that thank you, prayer in their hearts, and a real surrender to thy claims. All the wonder of it that we could go out into this day, knowing him, whom to know is life eternal.
For each one of us who trusted him, may we look afresh into his face and ever live looking unto Jesus the author and finisher. Now dismiss us with divine blessing. May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God our Father, the fellowship of the Holy Spirit, abide with us all. Now and ever. Amen.