Text: Revelation 1
I’m going
to start today with a bit of a warning and a promise: the warning is that this
sermon will be more academic than most—and if you’re my wife who thinks that
all my sermons are way academic, then this one may be a little too academic.
Hence, the promise: I promise that the rest of the summer will not be just like
this week. I think that when introducing something as strange to us, as
the book of Revelation is, that I should take some time to explain what it is
first. So, I hope you bear with me.
I’m going to guess that some of you
are a little uneasy about a summer full of Revelation. This is, after all, one
of the books Martin Luther wanted to cut off the end of the Bible (you know,
shake your Bible hard enough and hope those pages at the end just fall off).
It’s the stuff we’ve given over to those Left Behind authors and doomsday
prophets. That’s their area of interest; not ours. I remember a camp counselor
friend of mine leading a devotion from Revelation in which he talked about
Satan and the forces of darkness and the battle for sinners’ souls and these
kinds of things with 8-12 year olds. I wanted to run and hide. These are the
typical things you hear about this book, so I can’t blame you if you’re a
little worried that you’ve signed up for a summer full of crazy things here at Grace-Red River