Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol4 7

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol4-7-368
Words398
Pneumatology Social Holiness Free Will
hour, four o'clock. The wind being again quite contrary, we were obliged to tack continually ; but about nine were brought safe to Harwich. After resting about anhour, we took chaise, and about one came to Colchester ; where, Mr. Brackenbury being exceedingweak, we thoughtit best to stay till the morning. In the evening the House was throughly filled ; andmany received the truth in the love thereof; so that I did not at all regret my stopping here. Setting out early in the morning, Tuesday, 5, I reached London before one o'clock, and trans- acted most ofmy business in the afternoon. In the evening I preached on Psalm xxix. 9, 10 ; and the voice of the Lord was indeed with power. Wednesday, 6. I answered my letters ; and on Thursday, 7, set out for Bristol. In the evening I preached at Newbury. It rained and blew vehemently ; yet the Housewas throughly filled ; and I found uncommon liberty in pushing the inquiry, "Who of you are building on the sand, and who upon a rock ? " Friday, 8. In the evening I preached at Bath, to a more numerous congrega- tion than I expected ; and more serious, for I do not find there were any careless or inattentive hearers. Saturday, 9. We had agood congregation at five ; although the weather continued stormy. Afterward I searched to the bottom a story I had heardinpart ; and found it another tale of real woe :-Two of our society had lived together in uncommon harmony ; when onewho met in Band with E. F., to whom she had mentioned that she had found atemptation toward Dr. F., went and told her husband she was in love with him ; and that she had it from her own mouth. The spirit of jealousy seized him in a 350 REV. J. WESLEY'S [Sept. 1786. moment, and utterly took awayhis reason ; and some one telling him his wife was at Dr. F.'s, (on whom she hadcalledthat after- noon,) he took a great stick, and ran away ; andmeeting her in the street, called out, " Strumpet, strumpet !" and struck her twice or thrice. He is now throughly convinced ofher innocence ; but the water cannot be gathered up again ! He sticks there, " I do throughly forgive you ; but I can neverloveyou more."