Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol1 3

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol1-3-735
Words397
Christology Communion Catholic Spirit
After visiting the little societies in Somersetshire and Wiltshire, on Thursday, 29, I preached at Bearfield in my way, and thence rode on to the Devizes. I found much pains had been taken again to raise a mob; but it was lost labour; all that could be mustered were a few straggling soldiers, and forty or fifty boys. Notwithstanding these, I preached in great peace, on, “ Ali have sinned and come short of the glory ef God.” In the morning, Friday, 30, I explained and applied, *¢ He healeth them that are broken in heart.”” We then took horse, in the midst of a quiet, civil multitude, and the next afternoon came to London. Mon. February 2.--I began examining the classes ; having desired the leaders, such as had leisure, to give me a short account, in writing, of those under their care, among many others, I received the following note :-- * Dear Srr,--I hope my class are bending one way; K. T., A. G., A. S., M.S., M. R., E. L., and 8. S., seem to retain their confidence in the Lord. W.R., L. R., S. R., H. B., I. B., the elder, and A. B., seem to be shut up in a fog, and are not able to get out onany side. They are very dead, and yet very sore. Nothing seems to do them any good, unless it be smooth as oil, and yet sharp as a razor. “M.S., M. Q., E. E., E. B., M. H., F. B., M. S., J. B., and J. B. the younger, seem to be in earnest, seeking the Lord. J.'T., M. H., appear to have a desire, and to be widely seeking something. “Tt seems to me, we all want advice that is plain and cutting, awakening, and shaking, and hastening us, like that of the angel, ‘ Escape for thy life: look not behind thee; neither tarry thou in all the plain. I find the Lord often waking me as with thunder. Yet I find a spirit of: stillness and lukewarmness to cleave, to me like the skin of my flesh. The Lord shows meat times how insensibly it steals upon me; and makes me tremble, because I have not been fearing always. May he give us to feel the true state of our souls! Which, I hope, wil! ever be the prayer of