Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-1207 |
| Words | 383 |
twelve and one I preached in a kind of square. But here we had a
new kind of inconvenience : every four or five minutes a strong wind
covered us over with a shower of dust; so that it was not easy to look
up, or to keep one’s eyes open. But not long after the rain began,
which constrained me to preach within, at Newcastle. I took the
opportunity of making a collection for the poor; many of whom can
very hardly support life in the present scarcity.
Wed. 22.--In the evening and the following morning I preached at
Chester-on-the-Strate. Observing some very fine but not very modest
pictures, in the parlour where we supped, I desired my companion,
when the company was gone, to put them where they could do no hurt.
He piled them on a heap in a corner of the room, and they have not
appeared since. Thur. 23.--I preached at South Biddick about noon
on, “I will heal thy backsliding.” God was with us at Sunderland ir.
the evening, in an uncommon manner: and the next day I left the
people there more in earnest than they have been for some years.
Sat. 25.--We walked to Swalwell about noon. The sun was scorching
hot, and there was no wind or cloud: but it did us no hurt. The ccngregation was such as I never saw there before: and I believe God
blessed his word to them that were nigh, and them that had been far
from him.
Sun. 26.--I preached at Gateshead at eight ; at Sheep Hill about
noon; and at five in the evening at Newcastle, near Pandon Gate.
The rain only threatened till I had done, but soon after poured down.
How well does God time great and small events, for the furtherance of
his kingdom! Mon. 27.--I preached at Horsley, and found some life
even there. Thence we rode across the Tyne to Prudhoe, a little town
on the top of a high hill. I preached at the side of Mr. H.’s house ;
and [ suppose all the town, who could get out, were present, and most
of them at five in the morning. At both times it pleased God to make
bare his arm, not only to wound, but to heal.