Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-1009 |
| Words | 386 |
Mon. 13.--In the evening I preached at Sheffield, in the shell of the
new house. All is peace here now, since the trial at York, at which
the magistrates were sentenced to rebuild the house which the mob had
pulled down. Surely the magistrate has been the minister of God to
us for good! Tues. 14.--I went to B » whence the vicar, Mr.
Drake, had sent a messenger on purpose to desire he might see me. I
found him in deep distress for the loss of his wife, mixed with strong
desires after God. Hearing I was going to preach at Rotherham, he
offered to go with me. He seemed to stagger at nothing; though as
yet his understanding is not opened. O that he may not rest till it is !
Wed. 15.--I rode on toward Epworth. But I was nigh shipwrecked
in sight of the port. Attempting to ride over the common the nearest
way, my mare was quickly imbogged. But being lively and strong, she
made a shift to get out, and I was glad to go round by Torne Bank.
Thur. 16.--I walked over to Burnham. I had no thought of preachang there, doubting if my strength would allow of preaching always
thrice a day, as I had done most days since I came from Evesham.
But finding a house full of people, I could not refrain. Still the more
{ use my strength, the more I have. I am often much tired the first
‘time I preach in a day; alittle the second time; but after the third or
fourth, I rarely feel either weakness or weariness.
Fri. 17.--I called on the gentleman who told me he was “ sinn<1
enough,” when I preached first at Epworth on my father’s tomb; and
‘was agreeably surprised, to find him strong in faith, though exceeding
weak in body. For some years, he told me, he had been rejoicing in
‘God, without either doubt or fear ; and was now waiting for the welcome
lhour, when he should “depart and be with Christ.” Sat. 1S.--I preached
at Belton, and felt an uncommon degree of the presence of God among
a handful of poor, despised people. O how precious is the least of
these in His sight, who bought them with his own blood!