To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-348 |
| Words | 380 |
Now, if every Christian family,
while in health, would thus far deny themselves, would twice
a week dine on the cheapest food, drink in general herb-tea,
faithfully calculate the money saved thereby, and give it to the
poor over and above their usual donations, we should then
hear no complaining in our streets, but the poor would eat
and be satisfied. He that gathered much would have nothing
over, and he that gathered little would have no lack. O
how happy should we all be, if this was the case with us ! I
mentioned this some time ago in a meeting at London, when
a brother said, ‘These are but little things.” As I went
home, I thought of his words: ‘Little things!’ Is the want
of fire, in frost and snow, a little thing? Or the want of food,
in a distressed, helpless family? Gracious God! “Feed
me with food convenient for me! Give me not poverty; lest
I steal, and take the name of my God in vain l’
“Dear Sir, I know what you feel for the poor, and I also
sympathize with you. Here is a hard season coming on,
and everything very dear; thousands of poor souls, yea,
Christians, dread the approaching calamities. O that God
would stir up the hearts of all that believe themselves his
children, to evidence it by showing mercy to the poor, as
God has shown them mercy! Surely the real children of
God will do it of themselves; for it is the natural fruit of
a branch in Christ. I would not desire them to lose one
meal in a week, but to use as cheap food, clothes, &c., as
possible. And I think the poor themselves ought to be
questioned, with regard to drinking tea and beer. For I
cannot think it right for them to indulge themselves in those
things which I refrain from, to help them. My earnest
prayers shall accompany yours, that God would give us all,
in this our day, to know the things which belong unto our
peace, and to acknowledge the blessings which are freely
given to us of God!”
Mon. 23.--I went to Canterbury. Here I met with the Life
of Mahomet, wrote, I suppose, by the Count de Boulanvilliers.