To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-177 |
| Words | 376 |
Mon. 26.--I began preaching at a large, commodious place
in Bartholomew-Close. I preached there again on Wednes
day, and at both times with peculiar liberty of spirit. At every
place this week I endeavoured to prepare our brethren for
renewing their covenant with God. Sun. JANUARY 1, 1764.--We met in the evening for that
solemn purpose. I believe the number of those that met was
considerably larger than it was last year. And so was the
blessing: Truly the consolations of God were not small
with us. Many were filled with peace and joy; many with
holy fear, and several backsliders were healed. On some of the following days, I visited the little societies
near London. Thursday, 12. I preached at Mitcham; and
in the afternoon rode to Dorking. But the gentleman to
whose house I was invited, seemed to have no desire I should
preach. So that evening I had nothing to do. Friday, 13. I went at noon into the street; and in a broad place, not far
from the market-place, proclaimed “the grace of our Lord
Jesus Christ.” At first two or three little children were the
whole of my congregation: But it quickly increased, though
the air was sharp, and the ground exceeding wet: And all
behaved well but three or four grumbling men, who stood so
far off that they disturbed none but themselves. I had purposed to preach there again in the morning; but
a violent storm made it impracticable. So, after preaching
at Mitcham in the way, I rode back to London. Mon. 16.--I rode to High-Wycombe, and preached to a
more numerous and serious congregation than ever I saw
there before. Shall there be yet another day of visitation to
this careless people? A large number was present at five in the morning: But
my face and gums were so swelled I could hardly speak. After I took horse, they grew worse and worse, till it began
to rain. I was then persuaded to put on an oil-case hood,
which (the wind being very high) kept rubbing continually
on my cheek, till both pain and swelling were gone. Between twelve and one we crossed Ensham-Ferry. The
Feb. 1764.] JOURNAL, 159
water was like a sea on both sides.