Wesley Corpus

To 1773

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-1760-to-1773-237
Words400
Christology Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption
5.--For the sake of the country people, I delayed the morning preaching till half an hour past mine. At eleven the Church Service began, and we had an useful sermon on, “Follow peace with all men, and holiness.” At five I preached in the Linen-Hall again, to a numerous congrega tion, on, “Yea, doubtless, and I count all things but loss, for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord.” Mon. 6.--I rode to Newry, and in the evening preached in the market-house, on, “Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 210 REv. J. wesLEY’s [May, 1765. and all her paths are peace.” The whole congregation seemed affected, this as well as the next evening; indeed more than I had seen them for some years. Hence, Wednesday, 8, I rode to Terryhugan, and found much of the power of God among that plain, simple-hearted people. Here Mr. Ryan overtook me, and led me to Clanmain, where we had, as usual, a lively, earnest congregation; most of whom (except those that came from far) were present again at five in the morning. About eleven I preached in the Grange, a small village, about five miles from Clanmain. Friday, 10. I took Mr. Ryan with me, and set out for Londonderry. When we had rode about twelve miles, a road turned short to the left; but having no direction to turn, we went straight forward, till a woman, running after us, (taking one of us, I know not why, for a Doctor,) told us the case of her poor husband, who, she said, had kept his bed for seven weeks. After riding half an hour, we found we were out of our way, and rode back again. By this means we went by the house where the man lay. When I alighted and went in, I quickly saw that he needed some thing more than I had prescribed before. Who knows but our losing the way may be the means of saving the poor man’s life? In the afternoon, after riding through a fruitful country, (one mountain only excepted,) we came to Omagh, the shire town of the county of Tyrone. We found a good inn; but were not glad when we heard there was to be dancing that night in the room under us. But in a while the dancers removed to the Shire-Hall; so we slept in peace. Sat.