Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-254 |
| Words | 400 |
noon at his chapel. Prejudice seems now dying away: God
grant it may never revive ! Tuesday, 11, I buried the remains
of Sarah Clay, many years a mother in Israel; the last ofthose
holy women, who, being filled with love, forty years ago devoted
themselves wholly to God, to spend and be spent in his service
Feb. 1783.1 JOURNAL. 243
Herdeath was like her life, calm and easy. She was dressing
herselfwhen she dropped down and fell asleep.
Mon. 17.-I had an opportunity of attending the Lecture of
that excellent man, Dr. Conyers. He was quite an original ;
his matter was very good, his manner very bad; but it is
enough that God owned him, both in the conviction and con-
version of sinners .
Thur. 20. I went to Dorking ; and in the afternoon took a
walk through the lovely gardens of Lord Grimstone. His
father-in-law, who laidthem out, is some time since numbered
with the dead ; and his son-in-law, living elsewhere, has not so
much as the beholding them with his eyes !
Fri. 21. At ouryearly meeting for that purpose, we exam-
ined our yearly accounts, and found the money received (just
answering the expense)was upwards of three thousand pounds a
year ; but that is nothing to me : What I receive of it yearly,
is neither more nor less than thirty pounds.
To-day Charles Greenwood went to rest. He had been a
melancholy man all his days, full ofdoubts and fears, and con-
tinually writing bitter things against himself. When he was first
taken ill, he said he should die, andwas miserable through fear
ofdeath ; but two days before he died, the clouds dispersed,
and he was unspeakably happy, telling his friends, " God has
revealed to me things which it is impossible for man to utter."
Just when he died, such glory filled the room, that it seemed to
be a little heaven ; none could grieve or shed a tear, but all
present appeared to be partakers of his joy.
Mon. 24. I buried the remains of Captain Cheesement, one
who, some years since, from a plentiful fortune, was by a train
of losses utterly ruined ; but two or three friends enabling him
to begin trade again, the tide turned ; he prospered greatly, and
riches flowed in on every side. A few years agohe married one