To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-311 |
| Words | 399 |
westEY’s [April, 1767. At five in the evening we had the largest congregation I had
seen in Ulster; and I believe many found much of the
presence of God, but still more at the meeting of the society. Monday, 6. The congregation was surprisingly large this
morning, and still larger every morning and evening. Wed
nesday, 8. I preached at noon to our old society at Terry
hugan, the mother-church of all these parts. Thursday, 9. The House would not contain the people at Tanderagee,
even at five in the morning; so I went to the market-house,
where God gave us a solemn and affectionate parting. I was not glad to hear that some of the Seceders had settled
in these parts also. Those of them who have yet fallen in my
way are more uncharitable than the Papists themselves. I
never yet met a Papist who avowed the principle of murdering
heretics: But a Seceding Minister being asked, “Would not
you, if it was in your power, cut the throats of all the Method
ists?” replied directly, “Why, did not Samuel hew Agag in
pieces before the Lord?” I have not yet met a Papist in
this kingdom, who would tell me to my face, all but themselves
must be damned. But I have seen Seceders enough, who
make no scruple to affirm, none but themselves could be
saved. And this is the natural consequence of their doctrine:
For as they hold, 1. That we are saved by faith alone;
2. That faith is, the holding such and such opinions; it
follows, all who do not hold those opinions have no faith,
and, therefore, cannot be saved. About noon I preached near Dawson's Grove, to a large
and serious congregation; but to a far larger in the evening
at Kilmaraty. I do not wonder the Gospel runs so swiftly
in these parts. The people in general have the finest natural
tempers which I ever knew; they have the softness and
courtesy of the Irish, with the seriousness of the Scots, and
the openness of the English. Fri. 10.--At one I preached at Portadown, a place not
troubled with any kind of religion. I stood in the street and
cried, “Now God commandeth all men everywhere to repent.”
The people gathered from all sides, and when I prayed,
kneeled down upon the stones, rich and poor, all round me.