Dwight Lyman Moody

Avivamento Series (6) – Quem Deus Usa

Ez 22.30; Busquei entre eles um homem que tapasse o muro e se colocasse na brecha perante mim, a favor desta terra, para que eu não a destruísse; mas a ninguém achei.

Tenho sido desfiado durante as últimas semanas de ser esse homem, mas to cheio de dúvidas. Não sei se eu tenho o suficiente. Cada vez que Deus fez algo extraordinário através de um ordinário houve dois ingredientes: um Deus poderoso e um homem numa aliança com Deus

Mas será que Deus está ainda procurando pessoas dispostos a se colocar na brecha, mas será pode ser eu, ou você?

Deus pode usar eu?

William Seymour was a poor, one-eyed black man with a severely scarred face. He was uneducated, totally unknown and constantly up against the cruel prejudice and rejection that was part of being physically deformed and also being a black man in that era. Yet, he was one of those heroes whom God drew from the hidden places and he became the apostle of the Azusa Street Revival.

Smith Wigglesworth (Inglaterra) began as a poor, uneducated plumber who couldn't even read. Yet in his lifetime he became an evangelist who was used by God to shake the nations.

Smith would pray and the blind would see, and the deaf were healed, people came out of wheelchairs, and cancers were destroyed. One remarkable story is when He prayed for a woman in a hospital. While he and a friend were praying she died. He took her out of the bed stood her against the wall and said "in the name of Jesus I rebuke this death". Her whole body began to tremble. The he said "in the name of Jesus walk", and she walked. Everywhere he would go he would teach and then show the power of God. He began to receive requests from all over the world. He taught in Europe, Asia, New Zealand and many other areas. When the crowds became very large he began a "wholesale healing". He would have everyone who needed healing lay hands on themselves and then he would pray. Hundreds would be healed at one time.

Over Smith's ministry it was confirmed that 14 people were raised from the dead.

Será que Deus usa tudo mundo como somos falados ou será que existem requisitos a ser cumpridos antes?

Quais são os requisitos de ser usado por Deus?

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God Uses Broken Things

March 18, 2008

Did you know that God likes broken things? Men throw away broken things, but God never ever uses anything until He first breaks it. David said in the Psalms that “a broken and contrite spirit, Thou wilt not despise, O God.” Most of us are not being used of God because we have never been broken. One of these days if God breaks you like broken bread and poured out wine, God can use you. God took a little lad’s lunch and broke it and fed the multitudes. The prophet Jeremiah said, “Break up your fallow ground and sow not among the thorns.” You will never have the crop you ought to have until you put the plow in and the old clods are broken. Even the Lord Jesus Christ took that matzo at the Last Supper and said this, “This is My body which is broken for you.” Men throw broken things away, but God never ever uses any thing or any body until they are first broken.

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Dwight Lyman Moody nascido em 1837

The whole secret of why D. L. Moody was such a mightily used man you will find in Psalm 62:11: "God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this; that POWER BELONGETH UNTO GOD." I am glad it does. I am glad that power did not belong to D. L. Moody; I am glad that it did not belong to Charles G. Finney; I am glad that it did not belong to Martin Luther; I am glad that it did not belong to any other Christian man whom God has greatly used in this world's history. Power belongs to God. If D. L. Moody had any power, and he had great power, he got it from God. 

But God does not give His power arbitrarily. It is true that He gives it to whomsoever He will, but He wills to give it on certain conditions, which are clearly revealed in His Word; and D. L. Moody met those conditions and God made him the most wonderful preacher of his generation; yes, I think the most wonderful man of his generation. 

But how was it that D. L. Moody had that power of God so wonderfully manifested in his life? Pondering this question it seemed to me that there were seven things in the life of D. L. Moody that accounted for God's using him so largely as He did.

Why God Used D.L. Moody: (1) fully surrendered, (2) man of prayer, (3) student of the Word of God, (4) humble man, (5) freedom from love of money, (6) consuming passion for the lost, (7) definite enduement with power from on high.

1.

The first month I was in Chicago, we were having a talk about something upon which we very widely differed, and Mr. Moody turned to me very frankly and very kindly and said in defense of his own position: "Torrey, if I believed that God wanted me to jump out of that window, I would jump." I believe he would. If he thought God wanted him to do anything, he would do it. He belonged wholly, unreservedly, unqualifiedly, entirely, to God. 

Henry Varley, a very intimate friend of Mr. Moody in the earlier days of his work, loved to tell how he once said to him: "It remains to be seen what God will do with a man who gives himself up wholly to Him." I am told that when Mr. Henry Varley said that, Mr. Moody said to himself: "Well, I will be that man." And I, for my part, do not think "it remains to be seen" what God will do with a man who gives himself up wholly to Him. I think it has been seen already in D. L. Moody. 

If you and I are to be used in our sphere as D. L. Moody was used in his, we must put all that we have and all that we are in the hands of God, for Him to use as He will, to send us where He will, for God to do with us what He will, and we, on our part, to do everything God bids us do. 

There are thousands and tens of thousands of men and women in Christian work, brilliant men and women, rarely gifted men and women, men and women who are making great sacrifices, men and women who have put all conscious sin out of their lives, yet who, nevertheless, have stopped short of absolute surrender to God, and therefore have stopped short of fullness of power. But Mr. Moody did not stop short of absolute surrender to God; he was a wholly surrendered man, and if you and I are to be used, you and I must be wholly surrendered men and women.

2.

The second secret of the great power exhibited in Mr. Moody's life was that Mr. Moody was in the deepest and most meaningful sense a man of prayer. People oftentimes say to me: "Well, I went many miles to see and to hear D. L. Moody and he certainly was a wonderful preacher." Yes, D. L. Moody certainly was a wonderful preacher; taking it all in all, the most wonderful preacher I have ever heard, and it was a great privilege to hear him preach as he alone could preach; but out of a very intimate acquaintance with him I wish to testify that he was a far greater pray-er than he was preacher. 

Time and time again, he was confronted by obstacles that seemed insurmountable, but he always knew the way to surmount and to overcome all difficulties. He knew the way to bring to pass anything that needed to be brought to pass. He knew and believed in the deepest depths of his soul that "nothing was too hard for the Lord" and that prayer could do anything that God could do. 

Often times Mr. Moody would write me when he was about to undertake some new work, saying: "I am beginning work in such and such a place on such and such a day; I wish you would get the students together for a day of fasting and prayer" And often I have taken those letters and read them to the students in the lecture room and said: "Mr. Moody wants us to have a day of fasting and prayer, first for God's blessing on our own souls and work, and then for God's blessing on him and his work." 

Often we were gathered in the lecture room far into the night -- sometimes till one, two, three, four or even five o'clock in the morning, crying to God, just because Mr. Moody urged us to wait upon God until we received His blessing. How many men and women I have known whose lives and characters have been transformed by those nights of prayer and who have wrought mighty things in many lands because of those nights of prayer!

Yes, D. L. Moody was a man who believed in the God who answers prayer, and not only believed in Him in a theoretical way but believed in Him in a practical way. He was a man who met every difficulty that stood in his way -- by prayer. Everything he undertook was backed up by prayer, and in everything, his ultimate dependence was upon God.

3.

The third secret of Mr. Moody's power, or the third reason why God used D. L. Moody, was because he was a deep and practical student of the Word of God. Nowadays it is often said of D. L. Moody that he was not a student. I wish to say that he was a student; most emphatically he was a student. He was not a student of psychology; he was not a student of anthropology -- I am very sure he would not have known what that word meant; he was not a student of biology; he was not a student of philosophy; he was not even a student of theology, in the technical sense of the term; but he was a student, a profound and practical student of the one Book that is more worth studying than all other books in the world put together; he was a student of the Bible. 

Every day of his life, I have reason for believing, he arose very early in the morning to study the Word of God, way down to the close of his life. Mr. Moody used to rise about four o'clock in the morning to study the Bible. He would say to me: "If I am going to get in any study, I have got to get up before the other folks get up"; and he would shut himself up in a remote room in his house, alone with his God and his Bible.

Oh, you may talk about power; but, if you neglect the one Book that God has given you as the one instrument through which He imparts and exercises His power, you will not have it. You may read many books and go to many conventions and you may have your all-night prayer meetings to pray for the power of the Holy Ghost; but unless you keep in constant and close association with the one Book, the Bible, you will not have power. And if you ever had power, you will not maintain it except by the daily, earnest, intense study of that Book. 

Ninety-nine Christians in every hundred are merely playing at Bible study; and therefore ninety-nine Christians in every hundred are mere weaklings, when they might be giants, both in their Christian life and in their service.

It was largely because of his thorough knowledge of the Bible, and his practical knowledge of the Bible, that Mr. Moody drew such immense crowds. On "Chicago Day," in October, 1893, none of the theaters of Chicago dared to open because it was expected that everybody in Chicago would go on that day to the World's Fair; and, in point of fact, something like four hundred thousand people did pass through the gates of the Fair that day. Everybody in Chicago was expected to be at that end of the city on that day. But Mr. Moody said to me: "Torrey, engage the Central Music Hall and announce meetings from nine o'clock in the morning till six o'clock at night." "Why," I replied, "Mr. Moody, nobody will be at this end of Chicago on that day; not even the theaters dare to open; everybody is going down to Jackson Park to the Fair; we cannot get anybody out on this day." 

Mr. Moody replied: "You do as you are told"; and I did as I was told and engaged the Central Music Hall for continuous meetings from nine o'clock in the morning till six o'clock at night. But I did it with a heavy heart; I thought there would be poor audiences. I was on the program at noon that day. Being very busy in my office about the details of the campaign, I did not reach the Central Music Hall till almost noon. I thought I would have no trouble in getting in. But when I got almost to the Hall I found to my amazement that not only was it packed but the vestibule was packed and the steps were packed, and there was no getting anywhere near the door; and if I had not gone round and climbed in a back window they would have lost their speaker for that hour. But that would not have been of much importance, for the crowds had not gathered to hear me; it was the magic of Mr. Moody's name that had drawn them. And why did they long to hear Mr. Moody? Because they knew that while he was not versed in many of the philosophies and fads and fancies of the day, he did know the one Book that this old world most longs to know -- the Bible.

I shall never forget Moody's last visit to Chicago. The ministers of Chicago had sent me to Cincinnati to invite him to come to Chicago and hold a meeting. In response to the invitation, Mr. Moody said to me: "If you will hire the Auditorium for weekday mornings and afternoons and have meetings at ten in the morning and three in the afternoon, I will go. " I replied: "Mr. Moody, you know what a busy city Chicago is, and how impossible it is for businessmen to get out at ten o'clock in the morning and three in the afternoon on working days. Will you not hold evening meetings and meetings on Sunday?" "No," he replied, "I am afraid if I did, I would interfere with the regular work of the churches." 

I went back to Chicago and engaged the Auditorium, which at that time was the building having the largest seating capacity of any building in the city, seating in those days about seven thousand people; I announced weekday meetings, with Mr. Moody as the speaker, at ten o'clock in the mornings and three o'clock in the afternoons. 

At once protests began to pour in upon me. One of them came from Marshall Field, at that time the business king of Chicago. "Mr. Torrey," Mr. Field wrote, "we businessmen of Chicago wish to hear Mr. Moody, and you know perfectly well how impossible it is for us to get out at ten o'clock in the morning and three o'clock in the afternoon; have evening meetings." I received many letters of a similar purport and wrote to Mr. Moody urging him to give us evening meetings. But Mr. Moody simply replied: "You do as you are told," and I did as I was told; that is the way I kept my job.

On the first morning of the meetings I went down to the Auditorium about half an hour before the appointed time, but I went with much fear and apprehension; I thought the Auditorium would be nowhere nearly full. When I reached there, to my amazement I found a queue of people four abreast extending from the Congress Street entrance to Wabash Avenue, then a block north on Wabash Avenue, then a break to let traffic through, and then another block, and so on. I went in through the back door, and there were many clamoring for entrance there. When the doors were opened at the appointed time, we had a cordon of twenty policemen to keep back the crowd; but the crowd was so great that it swept the cordon of policemen off their feet and packed eight thousand people into the building before we could get the doors shut. And I think there were as many left on the outside as there were in the building. I do not think that anyone else in the world could have drawn such a crowd at such a time. 

Why? Because though Mr. Moody knew little about science or philosophy or literature in general, he did know the one Book that this old world is perishing to know and longing to know; and this old world will flock to hear men who know the Bible and preach the Bible as they will flock to hear nothing else on earth.

Oh, men and women, if you wish to get an audience and wish to do that audience some good after you get them, study, study, STUDY the one Book, and preach, preach, PREACH the one Book, and teach, teach, TEACH the one Book, the Bible, the only Book that is God's Word, and the only Book that has power to gather and hold and bless the crowds for any great length of time.

4.

The fourth reason why God continuously, through so many years, used D.L. Moody was because he was a humble man. I think D. L. Moody was the humblest man I ever knew in all my life. He loved to quote the words of another; "Faith gets the most; love works the most; but humility keeps the most. " 

He himself had the humility that keeps everything it gets. As I have already said, he was the most humble man I ever knew, i.e., the most humble man when we bear in mind the great things that he did, and the praise that was lavished upon him. Oh, how he loved to put himself in the background and put other men in the foreground. How often he would stand on a platform with some of us little fellows seated behind him and as he spoke he would say: "There are better men coming after me." As he said it, he would point back over his shoulder with his thumb to the "little fellows. " I do not know how he could believe it, but he really did believe that the others that were coming after him were really better than he was. He made no pretense to a humility he did not possess. In his heart of hearts he constantly underestimated himself, and overestimated others. 

He really believed that God would use other men in a larger measure than he had been used. Mr. Moody loved to keep himself in the background. At his conventions at Northfield, or anywhere else, he would push the other men to the front and, if he could, have them do all the preaching -- McGregor, Campbell Morgan, Andrew Murray, and the rest of them. The only way we could get him to take any part in the program was to get up in the convention and move that we hear D. L. Moody at the next meeting. He continually put himself out of sight.

Oh, how many a man has been full of promise and God has used him, and then the man thought that he was the whole thing and God was compelled to set him aside! I believe more promising workers have gone on the rocks through self-sufficiency and self-esteem than through any other cause. I can look back for forty years, or more, and think of many men who are now wrecks or derelicts who at one time the world thought were going to be something great. But they have disappeared entirely from the public view. Why? Because of overestimation of self. Oh, the men and women who have been put aside because they began to think that they were somebody, that they were "IT," and therefore God was compelled to set them aside. as I read my Bible I find man after man who had accomplished great things whom God had to set aside because of his sense of his own importance

God used D. L. Moody, I think, beyond any man of his day; but it made no difference how much God used him, he never was puffed up. One day, speaking to me of a great New York preacher, now dead, Mr. Moody said: "He once did a very foolish thing, the most foolish thing that I ever knew a man, ordinarily so wise as he was, to do. He came up to me at the close of a little talk I had given and said: 'Young man, you have made a great address tonight.'" Then Mr. Moody continued: "How foolish of him to have said that! It almost turned my head." But, thank God, it did not turn his head, and even when pretty much all the ministers in England, Scotland and Ireland, and many of the English bishops were ready to follow D. L. Moody wherever he led, even then it never turned his head one bit. He would get down on his face before God, knowing he was human, and ask God to empty him of all self-sufficiency. And God did. 

Oh, men and women! especially young men and young women, perhaps God is beginning to use you; very likely people are saying: "What a wonderful gift he has as a Bible teacher, what power he has as a preacher, for such a young man!" Listen: get down upon your face before God. I believe here lies one of the most dangerous snares of the Devil. When the Devil cannot discourage a man, he approaches him on another tack, which he knows is far worse in its results; he puffs him up by whispering in his ear: "You are the leading evangelist of the day. You are the man who will sweep everything before you. You are the coming man. You are the D. L. Moody of the day"; and if you listen to him, he will ruin you. The entire shore of the history of Christian workers is strewn with the wrecks of gallant vessels that were full of promise a few years ago, but these men became puffed up and were driven on the rocks by the wild winds of their own raging self-esteem.

5.

The fifth secret of D. L. Moody's continual power and usefulness was his entire freedom from the love of money. Mr. Moody might have been a wealthy man, but money had no charms for him. He loved to gather money for God's work; he refused to accumulate money for himself. He told me during the World's Fair that if he had taken, for himself, the royalties on the hymnbooks which he had published, they would have amounted, at that time, to a million dollars. But Mr. Moody refused to touch the money. He had a perfect right to take it, for he was responsible for the publication of the books and it was his money that went into the publication of the first of them.

In a certain city to which Mr. Moody went in the latter years of his life, and where I went with him, it was publicly announced that Mr. Moody would accept no money whatever for his services. Now, in point of fact, Mr. Moody was dependent, in a measure, upon what was given him at various services; but when this announcement was made, Mr. Moody said nothing, and left that city without a penny's compensation for the hard work he did there; and, I think, he paid his own hotel bill. And yet a minister in that very city came out with an article in a paper, which I read, in which he told a fairy tale of the financial demands that Mr. Moody made upon them, which story I knew personally to be absolutely untrue. Millions of dollars passed into Mr. Moody hands, but they passed through; they did not stick to his fingers. 

This is the point at which many an evangelist makes shipwreck, and his great work comes to an untimely end. The love of money on the part of some evangelists has done more to discredit evangelistic work in our day, and to lay many an evangelist on the shelf, than almost any other cause.

6.

The sixth reason why God used D. L. Moody was because of his consuming passion for the salvation of the lost. Mr. Moody made the resolution, shortly after he himself was saved, that he would never let twenty-four hours pass over his head without speaking to at least one person about his soul. His was a very busy life, and sometimes he would forget his resolution until the last hour, and sometimes he would get out of bed, dress, go out and talk to someone about his soul in order that he might not let one day pass without having definitely told at least one of his fellow-mortals about his need and the Savior who could meet it.

Another night, Mr. Moody got home and had gone to bed before it occurred to him that he had not spoken to a soul that day about accepting Christ. "Well," he said to himself, "it is no good getting up now; there will be nobody on the street at this hour of the night." But he got up, dressed and went to the front door. It was pouring rain. "Oh," he said, "there will be no one out in this pouring rain. Just then he heard the patter of a man's feet as he came down the street, holding an umbrella over his head. Then Mr. Moody darted out and rushed up to the man and said: "May I share the shelter of your umbrella?" "Certainly," the man replied. Then Mr. Moody said: "Have you any shelter in the time of storm?" and preached Jesus to him. Oh, men and women, if we were as full of zeal for the salvation of souls as that, how long would it be before the whole country would be shaken by the power of a mighty, God-sent revival?

Mr. Moody was a man on fire for God.

Once, when walking down a certain street in Chicago, Mr. Moody stepped up to a man, a perfect stranger to him, and said: "Sir, are you a Christian?" "You mind your own business," was the reply. Mr. Moody replied: "This is my business." The man said, "Well, then, you must be Moody." Out in Chicago they used to call him in those early days "Crazy Moody," because day and night he was speaking to everybody he got a chance to speak to about being saved.

One time he was going to Milwaukee, and in the seat that he had chosen sat a traveling man. Mr. Moody sat down beside him and immediately began to talk with him. " Where are you going?" Mr. Moody asked. When told the name of the town he said: "We will soon be there; we'll have to get down to business at once. Are you saved?" The man said that he was not, and Mr. Moody took out his Bible and there on the train showed him the way of salvation. Then he said: "Now, you must take Christ." The man did; he was converted right there on the train.

On one occasion in Chicago Mr. Moody saw a little girl standing on the street with a pail in her hand. He went up to her and invited her to his Sunday school, telling her what a pleasant place it was. She promised to go the following Sunday, but she did not do so. Mr. Moody watched for her for weeks, and then one day he saw her on the street again, at some distance from him. He started toward her, but she saw him too and started to run away. Mr. Moody followed her. Down she went one street, Mr. Moody after her; up she went another street, Mr. Moody after her, through an alley, Mr. Moody still following; out on another street, Mr. Moody after her; then she dashed into a saloon and Mr. Moody dashed after her. She ran out the back door and up a flight of stairs, Mr. Moody still following; she dashed into a room, Mr. Moody following; she threw herself under the bed and Mr. Moody reached under the bed and pulled her out by the foot, and led her to Christ. 

He found that her mother was a widow who had once seen better circumstances, but had gone down until now she was living over this saloon. She had several children. Mr. Moody led the mother and all the family to Christ. Several of the children were prominent members of the Moody Church until they moved away, and afterwards became prominent in churches elsewhere. This particular child, whom he pulled from underneath the bed, was, when I was the pastor of the Moody Church, the wife of one of the most prominent officers in the church. 

Only two or three years ago, as I came out of a ticket office in Memphis, Tennessee, a fine-looking young man followed me. He said: "Are you not Dr. Torrey?" I said, "Yes." He said: "I am so and so." He was the son of this woman. He was then a traveling man, and an officer in the church where he lived. When Mr. Moody pulled that little child out from under the bed by the foot he was pulling a whole family into the Kingdom of God, and eternity alone will reveal how many succeeding generations he was pulling into the Kingdom of God.

D. L. Moody's consuming passion for souls was not for the souls of those who would be helpful to him in building up his work here or elsewhere; his love for souls knew no class limitations. He was no respecter of persons; it might be an earl or a duke or it might be an ignorant colored boy on the street; it was all the same to him; there was a soul to save and he did what lay in his power to save that soul.

Oh, young men and women and all Christian workers, if you and I were on fire for souls like that, how long would it be before we had a revival? Suppose that tonight the fire of God falls and fills our hearts, a burning fire that will send us out all over the country, and across the water to China, Japan, India and Africa, to tell lost souls the way of salvation!

7.

The seventh thing that was the secret of why God used D. L. Moody was that he had a very definite enduement with power from on High, a very clear and definite baptism with the Holy Ghost. Moody knew he had "the baptism with the Holy Ghost"; he had no doubt about it. In his early days he was a great hustler; he had a tremendous desire to do something, but he had no real power. He worked very largely in the energy of the flesh.

But there were two humble Free Methodist women who used to come over to his meetings in the Y.M.C.A. One was "Auntie Cook" and the other, Mrs. Snow. (I think her name was not Snow at that time.) These two women would come to Mr. Moody at the close of his meetings and say: "We are praying for you." Finally, Mr. Moody became somewhat nettled and said to them one night: "Why are you praying for me? Why don't you pray for the unsaved?" They replied: "We are praying that you may get the power." Mr. Moody did not know what that meant, but he got to thinking about it, and then went to these women and said: "I wish you would tell me what you mean"; and they told him about the definite baptism with the Holy Ghost. Then he asked that he might pray with them and not they merely pray for him. 

Auntie Cook once told me of the intense fervor with which Mr. Moody prayed on that occasion. She told me in words that I scarcely dare repeat, though I have never forgotten them. And he not only prayed with them, but he also prayed alone. 

Not long after, one day on his way to England, he was walking up Wall Street in New York; (Mr. Moody very seldom told this and I almost hesitate to tell it) and in the midst of the bustle and hurry of that city his prayer was answered; the power of God fell upon him as he walked up the street and he had to hurry off to the house of a friend and ask that he might have a room by himself, and in that room he stayed alone for hours; and the Holy Ghost came upon him, filling his soul with such joy that at last he had to ask God to withhold His hand, lest he die on the spot from very joy. He went out from that place with the power of the Holy Ghost upon him, and when he got to London (partly through the prayers of a bedridden saint in Mr. Lessey's church), the power of God wrought through him mightily in North London, and hundreds were added to the churches; and that was what led to his being invited over to the wonderful campaign that followed in later years.

O pai dele morreu quando tinha 4 anos de idade de alcoolismo

Foi mandado par uma escola para crianças pobres

Não era bom na escola pois estava mais interessado em brincar do que estudar. O próprio professor da escola falou que nãi tinha muita esperança por ele.

A sua carreira como estudante acabou na quinta série

Batizado (sprinkled) na igreja Unitariano, foi o único batismo dele.

Com 17 anos mudou para Boston numa tentativa de ter uma vida com dinheiro

Converteu em 1855 e logo sua aplicação a igreja como membro foi rejeitado

Falavam que ele não era inteligente suficiente

É interessante como os homens muitas vezes não ver coisas na maneira certa

Quem já ouviu falar de fred Lynch? Michael Jordan

Pois é, Fred Lynch é o técnico que cortou Jordan do time de basquete durante seu segundo ano de segundo grau achando que ele não era alto nem bom suficiente de estar no time.

Deus tem prazer em confundir os sábios usando aqueles que ninguém valoriza como Evan Roberts.

No próximo ano, 1856, ele foi aceitado como crente na igreja.

Mais tarde no ano ele se mudou para Chicago.

Querendo ser envolvido ele começou frequentar a reunião de oração.

E mais uma vez, ele encontrou rejeição.

Seus esforços de expressar suas experiências estavam como inaceitável aí como em Boston, e ele vezs após vez foi aconselhado não tentar falar em público. Quando ele primeiramente se levantou para falar numa reunião de oração, um dos diáconos garantiu que, na sua opinião, ele serviria Deus melhor ficando quieto. Um outro crítico, que elogiou Moody por seu zelo em encher os bancos na Igreja, disse que deve compreender suas limitações e não tenta falar em público. "Você comete erros demais em gramática," disse ele. "Sei que eu cometo erros," era a resposta, "e falto muitas coisas, mas faço o melhor posso com o que eu tenho". Ele então pausou, e olhando para o homem e na sua própria maneira inimitável falou, "Olhar aqui amigo, você tem gramática suficiente — o que você está fazendo com ela para o Mestre?

Uma visita uam classe na igreja metodista levou Moody a se juntar com eles todo dimngo da manha para distribuir panfletos na cidade. Enquanto estava fazendo isso ele encontrou uma escola dominical pequena em North Wells Street que teve 16 professores e somente 12 alunos, e se ofereceu como um professor. Foi aceitado na condição que ele traria os seus próprios alunos com ele. Assim uma semana depois ele apareceu seguido por dezoito crianças sujas que ele conseguiu tirar das ruas. Estas crianças ele logo transferiu a outro professor, e continuou se na tarefa de recrutar até a sala de aula foi lotado.

Ele se tirou e foi até a praia do Lago Michigam e começou ensinar crianças lá usando madeira tirado do lago, com qual ele tinha feito cadeiras, resultando no apelido “Doido Moody”.

Em 1858, começou seu própria Escola Dominical num vagão de carga abandonado (um vagão de trem) e depois mudou para um bar velho e vago em Michigan Street. Um pregador visitante, o Sr. Reynolds, contou do que viu:

"A primeira reunião que eu ve ele estava numa cabana velha e pequena que antigamente era um bar mas desde lá tinha sido abandonada. Sr. Moody tinha conseguido o lugar para poder ter as reuniões de noite. Fui aí um pouco atrasado; e a primeira coisa que eu vi era um homem em pé com algumas velas ao redor dele, segurando um rapaz negro, e tentando de ler a o a história do Filho Pródigo e várias palavras ele não sabi ler e teve que pular. Pensei, 'Se o Senhor jamais pode usar tal instrumento como isso para Sua honra e glória, me espantará'. Depois a reunião acabou, Sr. Moody disse a mim, 'Reynolds, tenho somente um talento; eu não tenho nenhuma educação, mas amo o Senhor Jesus Cristo, e eu quero fazer algo por ele: Quero que ore por mim'.

A escola tornou-se tão grande que o Prefeito anterior de Chicago lhe deu a salão que estava acima do Mercado Norte para suas reuniões sem pagar aluguel. Com amor genuíno para crianças ele logo produziram a Escola Dominical maior em Chicago, alcançando algum 1.500 cada semana. Moody supervisionava, recrutava, e fez o trabalho de zelador todo Domingo da manhã cedo, limpando a salão de toda sujeira da dança que aconteceu todo sábado a noite no lugar.

Em junho de 1860, Moody decidiu abandonar seu tabalho secular e entrar no trabalho do Senhor integralmente. Ele tinha somente 23 anos de idade e estava ganhando $5.000 por ano, muito dinheiro pela aquela época. Os seus amigos acreditavam que se quisesse, ele podia ter sido um millionário. Mas Moody não estav preocupado com dinheiro. O seu salário no priomeiro ano de ministério não passou de $300.

Logo depois um incidente mudou a sua vida. Um professor da escola dominical estava morrendo e precisando voltar para sua casa no oleste. Preocupado com a salvação das suas alunas, ele chamou Moody que alugou uma carruagem de cavalo e foram em cada casa de cada aluna ganhando cada uma por Cristo. Depois eles fizeram um reuniãom de oraçào e despedido ao seu professor. Esse momento tocou ele tanto que ele decidiu que ganahando almas era a única coisa imprtante a fzaer e isso ele faria. Ele fez um voto de falar para alguém sobre Jesus todo dia, ainda que as vezes isso levou ele a precisar se levantar da cama a noite e ir até as ruas a procura a alguém a evangelizar.

Se casou com Emma Charlotte Revell dia 28 de 1862 com qual teve três filhos

1863 o edifício onde estava a salão da escola dominical incendiou deixando Moddy sem um local e levou ele a decidir construir uma igreja com a capacidade de 1.500.

Dia 28 de fevereiro, 1864, começou Moody Church com 12 membros. Moody pregou por três anos servindo como pastor até JH Harwood foi chamado e Moody serviu como diacono.

Em 1867, principalmente devido a sua asma da esposa, o par foi a Inglaterra. Ele também quis encontrar Spurgeon e Mueller. Era durante esta primeira visita Grã-Bretanha que Taciturno ouviu as palavras que o põem hungering e thirsting depois de uma experiência cristã mais funda e que marcou uma nova era na sua vida. As palavras foram faladas a ele por Sr. Henry Varley, o poço evangelista sabido, como sentaram-se junto num assento num parque público em Dublin. As palavras eram estas: "O mundo tem mas ver que Deus fazer com e para e por e em e pelo homem que plenamente é consagrado a Ele". "Disse 'um homem'" pensou Taciturno, "ele não disse, um grande homem, nem um homem aprendido, nem um homem "esperto", mas simplesmente 'um homem'. Sou homem, e mente com o homem se se irá ou não fará que plena consagração inteira. Tentarei meu extremo ser esse homem". As palavras mantiveram tocar na sua mente, e queimadura sua maneira na sua alma até que finalmente ele foi dirigido no mais fundo, mais rico, mais plena experiência para que sua alma ansiou. O jovem -----The ouviu esse desafio e pensou a si, "quer ser esse homem"! Esse nome do jovem era Dwight L. Taciturno, um jovem inculto que nunca foi ordenado e nunca adequadamente foi batizado mas que foi em pregar o Evangelho a 100 milhões de pessoas, havia incidentes tal como ine em Inglaterra onde ele sequer nem podia fazer-se parte de o edifício a opreach à 4,000 espera para ele porque havia 30,000 fora da igreja tão ele levantou-se no assento da carruagem e pregado. Era o pastor a igreja maior em Chicago, construiu duas escolas e um Instituto de Bíblia, incitou renascimento espiritual através dos EUA, Inglaterra, Escocia e Irlanda e é calculado que seus conversos não eram menos que 1.000.000. Um exame de Renascimentos passado Espiritual revelará que são sempre nascidos nos corações de pessoas consagradas. Taciturno foi conhecido como um homem de oração.

In 1867, primarily due to his wife's asthma, the couple went to England. He also wanted to meet Spurgeon and Mueller.

It was during this first visit to Britain that Moody heard the words which set him hungering and thirsting after a deeper Christian experience and which marked a new era in his life. The words were spoken to him by Mr. Henry Varley, the well known evangelist, as they sat together on a seat in a public park in Dublin. The words were these: "The world has yet to see what God will do with and for and through and in and by the man who is fully consecrated to Him." "He said 'a man'" thought Moody, "he did not say, a great man, nor a learned man, nor a 'smart' man, but simply 'a man.' I am a man, and it lies with the man himself whether he will or will not make that entire and full consecration. I will try my utmost to be that man." The words kept ringing in his mind, and burning their way into his soul until finally he was led into the deeper, richer, fuller experience for which his soul yearned. -----The young man heard that challenge and thought to himself, “I want to be that man!” That young man’s name was Dwight L. Moody, an uneducated young man who was never ordained and never properly baptized yet who went on to preach the Gospel to 100 million people, there were incidents such as ine in England where he couldn’t even get into the building to opreach to the 4.000 waiting for him because there were 30.000 outside the church so he stood up on the seat of the buggy and preached. He was the pastor the largest church in Chicago, built two schools and a Bible Institute, incited spiritual revival across the USA, England, Escocia e Ireland and it is estimated that his converts were no less than 1.000.000. An examination of Spiritual Revivals past will reveal that they are always born in the hearts of consecrated people. Moody was known as a man of prayer.