To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-512 |
| Words | 398 |
21.--I met several of my friends, who had begun a
subscription to prevent my riding on horseback; which I
cannot do quite so well, since a hurt which I got some months
ago. If they continue it, well; if not, I shall have strength
according to my need. Tues. 25.--I had an interview with T. M-, who seemed
much to desire a reunion. But he only seemed; for when we
explained upon the head, I found he meant just nothing. Wed. 26.--I took my leave of that amiable woman, Mrs. Bl--, I doubt whether we shall meet again upon earth; but
it is enough if we meet in Abraham's bosom. Fri. 28.--I opened the new preaching-house in Poplar:
One might say, consecrated it. For the English law (notwith
standing the vulgar error) does not require, nay, does not
allow, any other consecration of churches, than by performing
public service therein. Sun. MARCH 1.--After the Evening Service, I went to
Brentford. Monday, 2. I preached at Newbury; Tuesday,
3, about noon, at the Devizes. The furious prejudice which
long reigned in this town is now vanished away; the perse
cutors, almost to a man, being gone to their account. In the
evening I preached at Bristol; and, after having spent a few
comfortable days there, on Monday, 9, set out for the north. In the evening I preached at Stroud. Here I had much con
versation with one that, fifteen months ago, was clearly sawed
from sin; and immediately Satan was permitted to sift her as
wheat. From that moment she was buffeted day and night,
March, 1772.] JOURNAL. 455
so that, through the agony of her mind, sleep wholly departed
from her eyes, and it was supposed she must soon lose her
senses. But, in the height of her distress, God spoke, and
there was a great calm. All was peace and love; and, from
that time, she has been unspeakably happy. Wed, 11.--About noon I preached, at Tewkesbury, a
funeral sermon, for one who had been a pattern of all holi
ness, till she was snatched away in the bloom of youth. In
the evening I preached in the new chapel at Worcester. It
was throughly filled. For a time, the work of God was
hindered here by a riotous mob: But the Mayor cut them
short; and, ever since, we have been in perfect peace. Sat.