Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-043 |
| Words | 395 |
and thence, through miserable roads, to Longford. A large
number of people attended the preaching, both in the evening
and at eight in the morning, being Good-Friday. But I found
very little of the spirit which was here two years ago. About
eleven I preached at Loughan, and in the evening at Athlone.
On Easter-Day I would willingly have preached abroad; but
the weather would not permit. Monday, 17. I preached at
Aghrim ; and Tuesday-noon, at Eyre-Court. Afterwards I was
desired to walk down to Lord Eyre's. I was a little surprised
at the inscription over the door, " Welcome to the house of
liberty." Does it mean liberty from sin ?
It is a noble old house. The staircase is grand ; and so are
two or three of the rooms. In the rest of the house, as well as in
the ruinous outhouses, gardens, and fish-ponds, the owner seemed
to say to every beholder,"All this profiteth me nothing !"
I preached in the evening at Birr, with agood hope that God
would at length revive his work.
Wed. 19. About noon I preached in the market-place at
Clara. It was the market-day; but that did not lessen the
congregation. The poor people eagerly flockedfrom the market;
and there was no buying or selling till I concluded.
After preaching at Coolylough, Tullamore, and Portarlington,
(still " unstable as water,") Saturday, 22, I found, at Mount-
Mellick, a little company, who appeared to be better established.
I spent Saturday and Sunday comfortably among them, building them up in ourmost holy faith.
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5.]
Mon. 24. The Minister of Maryborough inviting me to
preach in his church, I began reading Prayers about nine ; and
afterwards preached to a numerous congregation. For the pre-
sent, every one seemed affected. Will not some bring forth
fruit with patience ?
In the evening I was scandalized both at the smallness and
deadness of the congregation at Kilkenny. The next evening it
was a little mended, but not much. Of all the dull congrega-
tions I have seen, this was the dullest.
Wed. 26. I went on to Waterford, where the rain drove us
into the preaching-house, the most foul, horrid, miserable hole
which I have seen since I left England. The next day I got
into the open air, and a large congregation attended. I had