Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol4 7

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol4-7-004
Words397
Reign of God Trinity Christology
one posture fifteen or sixteen days. And he did not knowwhe- ther this might not give awound to my constitution, which I should never recover. 2. To do nothing while I continued easy. And this advice I was determined to take. Last month the swelling was often painful. So on this day, Mr. Wathen performed the operation, and drew off something more than half a pint of a thin, yellow, transparent water. With this came out (to his no small surprise) a pearl of the Feb. 1774.] 7 size ofa small shot ; which he supposed might be one cause of the disorder, by occasioning aconflux of humours to the part. Wednesday, 5. I was as perfectly easy, as ifno operation had beenperformed. Tues. 12.-I began at the east end of the town to visit the society from house to house. I know no branch of the pastoral office, which is of greater importance than this. But it is so grievous to flesh and blood, that I can prevail on few, even of our Preachers, to undertake it. Sun. 23. Mr. Pentycross assisted me at the chapel. O what a curse upon the poor sons of men is the confusion of opinions ! Worse by many degrees than the curse of Babel, the confusion of tongues. What but this could prevent this amiable young man fromjoining heart and hand with us ? Mon. 24. I was desired by Mrs. Wright, of New- York, to let her take my effigy inwax-work. She has that of Mr. White- field andmany others ; but none ofthem, I think, comes up to awell-drawn picture. Fri. 28. I buried the remains of that venerable mother in Israel, Bilhah Aspernell. She found peacewith God in 1738 ; and soon after, purity of heart. From that time she walked in the light of God's countenance, dayand night, without the least intermission. She was always in pain, yet always rejoicing, and going about doing good. Her desire was, that she might not live to be useless : And God granted her desire. On Sunday evening she met herclass, as usual. The next day she sent for her old fellow-traveller, Sarah Clay, and said to her, " Sally, I am going." She asked, " Where are you going ?" She cheer- fully answered, " To my Jesus, to be sure ! " and spoke no .more.