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| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-194 |
| Words | 374 |
2. Let every one settle this in his
heart beforehand, to expect contradiction, at the same time
resolving to bear it calmly for the Lord's sake; and, seeing we
naturally carry about us an accursed spirit of selfishness, pride,
and impatience, that is ready to take fire at the most trivial
offence, let us make it a point beforehand, daily to lament this
our wretchedness of disposition at the throne of grace, earnestly
beseeching the Lord to prepare us all for our intended confer
April, 1764.] JOURNAL, 173
ence, by enduing us with the spirit of meekness, forbearance,
humility, and love. 3. Let every one consent to renounce
any favourite phrase, term, or mode of speech, that is not
scriptural, if required so to do by those who dissent from him:
Because whatever doctrine cannot maintain its ground without
the aid of humanly-invented words, is not of God. “I have unbosomed myself to you in the frankest manner,
with a view to promote that happy intercourse which you wish
to establish; and if you imagine it will answer any good
purpose, you are welcome to show this letter to any of the
Ministers you have had in your eye, and to disclose to them
largely all you know of, dear Sir,
“Your affectionate friend and brother,
“REv. AND DEAR SIR,
“I RECEIVED your printed letter, and should rejoice to
see the union proposed therein take place; but I must own I
am an infidel concerning it. Daily experience convinces me
more and more, that the zeal for opinions and charity, non
bene conveniunt, nec in und sede morantur.* It has well
nigh destroyed all Christian love, zeal, and holiness among
us: I have met with greater trials from these bigots within
this twelvemonth, than I have met with from all other
opposers for fifteen years. Many that once would almost
have plucked out their own eyes and given them to me, are
now ready to pluck out my eyes. “I really am tired of preaching to an ungrateful, gain
saying people. Pray for me, dear Sir, for my hands hang
down exceedingly. I am
“Your unworthy brother,
“MY REv. AND DEAR BROTHER, Shoreham. “YoURs of the 15th instant gave me both pain and
pleasure.