The following was taken from the book Fresh Wind, Fresh Fire by Jim Cymbala
Dwight L Moody was haunted all his life by an occasion when he felt he got too clever in presenting the gospel. Six years before he died he recounted what had happened back in Chicago in the fall of 1871:
I intended to devote six nights to Christ’s life. I had spent four Sunday nights on the subject and had followed Him from the manger along through His life to His arrest and trial, and on the fifth Sunday night, October 8th, I was preaching to the largest congregation I had ever had in Chicago, quite elated with my success. My text was “what shall I do then with Jesus which is called the Christ?” That night I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life. After preaching … with all the power that God had given me, urging Christ upon the people, I closed the sermon and said, “I wish you would take this text home with you and turn it over in your minds during the week, and next Sunday we will come to Calvary and to the cross, and we will decide what we will do with Jesus of Nazareth.”
Just at that moment, a fire bell rang nearby. Moody quickly dismissed the meeting and sent the people out of the building. It was the beginning of the great Chicago fire, which over the next 27 hours left 300 dead, 90,000 homeless, and a great city in ashes. Obviously, Moody never got to finish his sermon series.
He continued:
I have never seen that congregation since. I have hard work to keep back the tears today… Twenty-two years have passed away… and I will never meet those people again until I meet them in another world. But I want to tell you one lesson I learned that night, which I have never forgotten, and that is, when I preach to press Christ upon the people then and there, I try to bring them to a decision on the spot. I would rather have (my) right hand cut off than give an audience a week to decide what to do with Jesus.
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It is interesting I was reading in Acts 4 today that the early belivers did not ask God to take away the pain or persecution, but the strenth to endure. Perhaps that shold be our prayer . . , to God help me to have the strength to endure, to make it in life and to be faithful.
The early belivers prayed for courage and boldness. Very similar to that of Moody.
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