To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-440 |
| Words | 394 |
I preached
in the new Room, which is just finished, at Upton; and
thence rode on to Worcester, where I preached in a large, old,
awkward place, to a crowded and much-affected audience. Afterwards I met the society of about an hundred members,
all of one heart and one mind; so lovingly and closely united
together, that I have scarce seen the like in the kingdom. Thur. 15.--I met the select society. How swiftly has God
deepened his work in these ! I have seen very few, either in
Bristol or London, who are more clear in their experience. The
account all whom I had time to examine gave, was scriptural and
rational: And, suppose they spoke true, they are witnesses of
the Perfection which I preach. Yet, that they may fall
therefrom I know; but that they must, I utterly deny. After preaching at Evesham about noon, we rode through
a furious shower of snow, driven full in our faces, to Broad
marston. The very uncommon severity of the weather
somewhat lessened the congregation in the evening. All who
were there seemed prepared for that awful subject, “I saw
the dead, small and great, stand before God.”
Sat.17.--We rode, in another bitter day, with the wind and
snow just in our face, to Birmingham. In the evening the
people were wedged in as close as possible; yet many were
obliged to go away. We had just the same congregation in
the morning. Sunday, 18. At half-hour after one I was to
preach at Bromwich-Heath; but the House would scarce
contain a fourth part of the congregation. So I made a virtue
March, 1770.] JOURNAL, 389
of necessity, and preached in a ground where there was room
for all that came : And I believe God kindled a fire in many
frozen hearts. In the evening I preached in the House at Wednesbury
a funeral sermon for Elizabeth Longmore; I think, the first
witness of Christian Perfection whom God raised up in these
Parts. I gave some account of her experience many years ago. From that time her whole life was answerable to her profession,
every way holy and unblamable. Frequently she had not
bread to eat; but that did not hinder her “rejoicing ever
more.” She had close trials from her poor, apostate husband,
in the midst of sharp pain, and pining sickness.