Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-335 |
| Words | 396 |
Sun. 4.--I preached in the morning at the school, and in the after
noon at Rose Green, on, “I determined not to know any thing among
you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified.” Mon. 5.--I expounded
those words, “I write unto you, little children, because your sins are
forgiven you :” and described the state of those who have forgiveness
of sins, but have not yet a clean heart. Wed. '7.--I prayed with a poor
helpless sinner, who had been “all his lifetime subject to bondage.”
But our Lord now proclaimed deliverance to the captive, and he rejoiced with joy unspeakable. All the next day his mouth was filled with
praise, and on Friday he fell asleep. Thur. 8.--I was greatly refreshed
by conversing with several, who were indeed as little children, not artful, not wise in their own eyes, not doting on controversy and “ strife of
words,” but truly “* determined to know nothing save Jesus Christ, and
him crucified.”
Fri. 9.--I was a little surprised at some, who were buffeted of Satan
in an unusual manner, by such a spirit of laughter as they could in no
wise resist, though it was pain and grief unto them. I could scarce
have believed the account they gave me, had I not known the same
thing ten or eleven years ago. Part of Sunday my brother and I then
used to spend in walking in the meadows and singing psalms. But one
day, just as we were beginning to sing, he burst out into a loud laughter. I asked him, if he was distracted; and began to be very angry,
and presently after to laugh as loud as he. Nor could we possibly
refrain, though we were ready to tear ourselves in pieces, but we were
forced to go home without singing another line.
Tues. 13.--In the evening I went to Upton, a little town five or six
miles from Bristol, and offered to all those who had ears to hear, “ repentance and remission of sins.” The devil knew his kingdom shook,
and therefore stirred up his servants to ring bells, and make all the
noise they could. But my voice prevailed, so that most of those that
were present heard “the word which is able to save their souls.”
Wed. 14.--I visited one of cur colliers, who was ill of the small pox.