Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-655 |
| Words | 400 |
day, June 25, when I sat up with him again. Being now much weaker,
he roved more than éver. Yet when I asked, ‘Isaac, how do you find
your soul?? He answered, ‘I rejoice in God my Saviour. I am as clay
in the hands of the potter.’ And about half an hour after twelve, he went
to sing praise to God and the Lamb for ever.”
Some circumstances related in the following letter, which some may
account odd accidents, I think are such instances of the providence of
God, as ought to be had in remembrance :--
“ June 28, 1745. Bristol.
“ Rev. Sir,--On May 31, I went to Sykehouse, and exhorted the people
at all opportunities. On Monday, June 3, about three o’clock in the
inorning, W. Holmes came to me, and said, ‘ Brother Moss, I have been
just awaked by a dream, that the constables and churchwardens came to
press you for a soldier. I would have you get up and go to Norton.’ I
did so, and he walked with me about half a mile. At his return, the con
stables and churchwardens were come. They asked him, ‘ Where is the
preacher?’ He said, ‘I have just carried him away: but have you a
warrant to press such men as these?’ They answered, ‘ Yes, we have;
and will press him, if we see him here again.’ He replied, ‘ You shall
see him again in that day, when the Lord shall judge the world in
righteousness.’
‘“* He came and told me, and advised me to go thence. So I went to
Epworth on Tuesday. On Wednesday night I had spoke about a quarter of an hour, when the churehwardens and constables came. They
bade me stop. I told them, ‘I will, when I have delivered my message.’
They cried, ‘ Bring him away! bring him away!’ I thought, ‘ But they
cannot, unless the Lord will.’ The constable coming up to me, I looked
him in the face, and he shrunk back and said, ‘I cannot take him.’ His
companions swore, ‘ But we will fetch him soon.’ As they were pressing
on, many of the people got between, and kept so close together, that for
near half an hour they could get no further. Glory be to God, my soul
all the time was rather in heaven than on earth.