Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-1209 |
| Words | 346 |
Tues. 5.--At seven in the evening-I preached in the main street at
Stockton. None but two or three gentlemen seemed unconcerned. I
went thence to meet the society ; but many others begged to stay with
them, and so earnestly that I could not refuse. And indeed it was a
day of God’s power; I scarce know when we have found the like.
Wed. 6.--At eleven I preached near the market place in Yarm.
Many gentry were there, and all serious. I find in all these parts a
solid, serious people, quite simple of heart, strangers to various opinions, and seeking only the faith that worketh by love. And most of the
believers are waiting and longing for the fulness of the promises. One
young woman, late a Papist, I talked with at large, who last night took
leave of her priest. Instead of staying to be sent for, she sent for him ;
and, after asking him several questions, frankly told him, she had now
found the true religion; and, by the grace of God, would continue
therein. She has been concerned for her soul from thirteen years of
age. About two years ago she began to hear our preachers : soon after
she found the peace of God, and has never lost it since. About seven
I preached at Osmotherley.
Thur. '7.--I rode through one of the pleasantest parts of England to
Hornby. Here the zealous landlord turned all the Methodists out of
their houses. This proved a singular kindness: for they built some little
houses at the end of the town, in which forty or fifty of them live together.
Hence with much ado I found my way to Robinhood’s Bay, and preached on the quay, to the greatest part of the town: all (except one or
two, who were very wise in their own eyes) seemed to receive the trath
in love. This day, between Helmsley and Kirkby Moorside, we rode
over a little river, which suddenly disappears ; and, after running a mile
under ground, rises again and pursues its course.