Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-573 |
| Words | 400 |
Sun. 8.--In the evening I rode to Brentford, on Monday to Marlborough, and the next day to Bristol. Wed. 11.--I began examining
the society ; and not before it was wanted: for the plague was begun.
I found many crying out, “ Faith, faith! Believe, believe!” but making
little account of the fruits of faith, either of holiness or good works.
In a few days they came to themselves, and had a more thorough understanding of the truth, as it isin Jesus. Wed. 25.--I preached at
Bath, on James ii, 14, ‘Can faith save him?” Many of the audience
appeared to be deeply convinced ; and one, though a gentlewoman,
could not conceal the emotion of her mind, but broke out into streng
cries and tears. Perhaps, even here, the “‘ bread” we have “ cast upon
the waters, shall be found after many days.” Fri. 27.--Having finished
the work I proposed, I left Bristol, and Saturday, 28, reached London.
Wed. February 1.--Just before the time [had designed to begin
preaching at the chapel, I was seized with such a pain as I do not remember ever to have felt beforé in my life. But I forgot it as soon as
I had read my text, Psalm xviii, 1, &c, “I will love thee, O Lord, my
strength.” And from that time I felt it no more. About this time the
soldiers abroad began to meet together, as we learned from the following letter :--
“Guent, February 2, 1'744.
‘““Srr,--I make bold to send you these lines. February 18, 1743, we
began our march for Germany. I was then much cast down, and my
heart was ready to break. But the day we marched to Maestricht, I
found the love of God shed abroad in my heart, that I thought my very
soul was dissolved into tears. But this lasted not above three weeks, and
then I was in heaviness again; till, on April 24, as I was walking in the
fields, God broke my hard heart in pieces. And yet I was not delivered
from the fear of death. J went to my quarters very sick and weak, in
great pain of soul and body. By the morning I was so weak I could
scarce go: but this proved a sweet night to my soul; for now I knew
there was no condemnation for me, believing in Christ Jesus.