To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-266 |
| Words | 374 |
C. came and read the Act
against riots. I said, “Mr. C., I did not expect this from
you; I really thought you had more understanding.” He
answered not, but stood like one astonished, neither moving
hand nor foot. However, I removed two or three hundred
yards, and quietly finished my discourse. Tues. 17.--I rode to Medros, near St. Austle, where we had
the Quarterly Meeting for the eastern circuit. Here likewise
we had an agreeable account of a still increasing work of God. This society has eighty-six members, and all rejoicing in the
love of God. Fifty-five or fifty-six of these believe He has
saved them from all sin; and their life no way contradicts
their profession. But how many will endure to the end? Wed. 18.--I set out for Plymouth-Dock. In the way we
called on one of our friends near Liskeard, and found his
wife, once strong in faith, in the very depth of despair. I
could not but admire the providence of God which sent us so
seasonably thither. We cried strongly to God in her behalf,
and left her not a little comforted. The society at the Dock had been for some time in a
miserable condition. Disputes had run so high, concerning a
worthless man, that every one's sword was set, as it were,
against his brother. I showed them how Satan had desired
to have them, that he might sift them as wheat; and after
wards told them there was but one way to take,--to pass an
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absolute act of oblivion; not to mention, on any pretence
whatever, anything that had been said or done on either side. They fully determined so to do. If they keep that resolution,
God will return to them. Thur. 19.--I rode to Tiverton, and preached to a deeply
serious congregation. Friday, 20. I preached at noon in Hill
farrance, near Taunton, where I had not been for fifteen years. Saturday, 21. I preached about noon at Shepton-Mallet, and
then went on to Bristol. Wed. 25.--About one I preached at Paulton, under a large,
shady tree. My own soul, and I trust many others, were
refreshed, while I was describing our fellowship with the
Father and the Son.