Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-338 |
| Words | 392 |
once again, to
try if we could yet come to any agreement: but O, what an interview
was there! He seriously told me he was going to sell his living ; only
the purchaser did not seem quite willing to come up to his price. He
would fain have proved to me the lawfulness of doing this; and in order
thereto he averred roundly, 1. That no honest man can officiate as @
minister in the Church of England. 2. That no man can, with a good
conscience, join in the prayers of the Church; “because,” said he
‘“‘ they are all full of horrid lies.”
Mon. 9.--A woman came to me from Deptford, sent (as she said)
from God. I gave her the hearing : and she spoke great words and true.
But I remembered, “ Judge nothing before the time.” Wed. 11.--I
went with Mr. Ingham to Islington, purposely to talk with Mr. Molther.
But they said, he was so ill, he could not be spoken to. In the evening I went to Fetter-lane, and plainly told our poor, confused, shattered
society, wherein they had erred from the faith. It was as I feared:
they could not receive my saying. However, I am clear from the blood
of these men. Fri. 13.--A great part of our society joined with us in
prayer, and kept, I trust, an acceptable fast unto the Lord.
Wed. 18.--My brother set out for Bristol. At six I preached in
Mary-le-bone Fields, (much against my will, but I believed it was the
will of God,) “repentance and remission of sins.” All were quiet,
and the far greater part of the hearers seemed deeply attentive. Thence
{ went to our own society of Fetter-lane : before whom Mr. Ingham
(being to leave London on the morrow) bore a noble testimony for the
ordinances of God, and the reality of weak faith. But the short answer
was, ‘ You are blind, and speak of the things you know not.” Thur.
19.--We discovered another snare of the devil. The woman of Deptford had spoke plain to Mr. Humphreys, ordering him not to preach,
to leave off doing good, and, in a word, to be still. We talked largely
with her, and she was humbled in the dust, under a deep sense of the
advantage Satan had gained over her.