Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol4 7

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol4-7-268
Words396
Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption Reign of God
no will but his." This was a trial worthy of a Christian: And she has ever since made her word good. We were scarce got to our inn at Utrecht, when Miss L-came. I found herjust such as I expected. She came on purpose from her father's I observe of all the country-house, where all the family were. pious people in Holland, that, without any rule but the word of God, they dress as plain as Miss Marchdidformerly, and Miss Johnson does now ! And considering the vastdisadvantage they areunder, having no connexion with each other, and being under no such discipline at all as we are, I wonder at the grace of God that is in them ! Fri. 27. Iwalked over to Mr. L'scountry-house, about threemiles from the city. It is a lovely place, surrounded with delightful gardens, laid out with wonderful variety. Mr. L is of an easy genteel behaviour, speaks Latin correctly, and is no stranger to philosophy. Mrs. L-is the picture offriend- liness and hospitality ; and young Mr.L-seems to be cast in the same mould. We spent a few hours very agreeably. Then Mr. L-would send me back in his coach. 256 REV. J. WESLEY'S [June, 1783. Being sick of inns, (our bill at Amsterdam alone amounting to near ahundred florins,) I willingly accepted of an invitation to lodge with the sons-in-law of James Oddie. Sat. 28-. We went over to Zeist, the settlement of theGer- man brethren. It is a small village, finely situated, with woods on every side, andmuch resembles one of the large Colleges in Oxford. Here I met with my old friend Bishop Antone, whom I had not seen for near fifty years. He did not ask me to eat or drink ; for it is not their custom, and there is an inn; but they were all very courteous ; and we were welcome to buyany thing that we pleased at their shops ! I cannot see how it is possible for this community to avoidgrowing immensely rich. I have this day lived fourscore years ; and, by the mercy of God, my eyes are not waxed dim: And what little strength of body or mind I had thirty years since, just the same I have now. Godgrant I may never live to be useless ! Rather may I Mybody with my charge lay down,