To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-423 |
| Words | 379 |
wesley’s [May, 1787. made shift to stand on one side of it in a door-way, where I was
pretty well sheltered: Although the poor people were exposed
to heavy rain during the whole sermon, none of them seemed
to regard it; and God did indeed send a gracious rain upon
their souls, so that many rejoiced with joy unspeakable. Mon. 28.-Having all the parties together, I inquired into an
odd affair which occurred here a few months ago. F. B., Leader
of the class of single women, and always hitherto of an unblem
ished character, was accused of immodesty by Mr. A , in
whose house she had lived for several years. I found this accu
sation to be totally groundless. 2. John Carr, one of our oldest
members, with a few others, spent an hour in reading and
prayer, while a Local Preacher was reading a sermon at the
Room; this was represented to the Assistant as done in a spirit
of opposition, and as an intention of leaving the society; (a thing
which never entered into their thoughts;) and he was urged to
read them out of the society. Accordingly, he read out four
teen at once: I could not find, upon the strictest inquiry, that
they had been guilty of any fault but meeting together that
evening ; so I willingly received them all again, requiring
only one condition of the contenders on both sides, to say not
one word of anything that was past. The spirit of peace and
love gloriously descended on them all, at the evening preach
ing, while I was explaining the “fruit of the Spirit.” They
were again filled with consolation at the Lord's Supper; and
again in the morning, while Mr. Broadbent applied, “Com
fort ye, comfort ye my people, saith the Lord.”
Tues. 29.--The old murderer is restrained from hurting me;
but, it seems, he has power over my horses. One of them I was
obliged to leave in Dublin, and afterwards another, having
bought two to supply their places; the third soon got an ugly
swelling in his shoulder, so that we doubted whether we could
go on; and a boy at Clones, riding (I suppose galloping) the
fourth over stones, the horse fell and nearly lamed himself.