Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-397 |
| Words | 398 |
After morning service I met the Stewards and Leaders, and
inquired into the rise of the late misunderstanding. I found
the matter itself was nothing; but want of patience on both
sides had swelled the mole-hill into amountain. O how patient,
how meek, how gentle toward all men ought a Preacher, espe-
cially a Methodist, to be !
In the afternoon I walked through all the parts of the Work-
house, called, in Ireland, the House of Industry. It is plea-
santly situated on a rising ground near the river; and, I believe,
would contain about three hundred persons. (That at Dublin
contains six hundred.) At present there are about eighty per-
sons there, the contributions falling short. The apartments are
large, airy, and sweet; and the poor (most of whom are employed)
seem contented.
Every time I preached I found more and more hope that
God will revive his work in this city. I know he will, if the
prayer-meetings are restored ; these are never without fruit.
Fri. 18.--I set out early in the morning, and reached Castle-
[May,1787.
bay about four in the afternoon. I hadmuch conversation with
Mrs. Persse, awoman ofmany sorrows. But when she has been
"
tried, she shall come forth as gold.
In the evening I preached at Killchrist, about four miles from
Castlebay. The number of the people constrained me to stand
in the open air, though the wind was high and cold. They
were all attentive and serious, except one young gentleman, who
would fain have laughed, if he could. But his sport was quickly
spoiled ; and before the sermon was half over, he was as serious
as his neighbours.
Sat. 19. In two hours and a half we came to Athenry, the
rival of Killmallock, once a flourishing city, now a heap of ruins :
But even these are now covered with earth. It was built byKing
John, as well as the other ; andseems,by its walls, tohavebeen
one of the largest cities in the kingdom. Being wrong directed
whenwe left this, we got almost to Galway, going about six
miles out of our way to Cahir-Morress. However, I reached
Ballinrobein time to preach toalarge and well-behaved (although
genteel) congregation. Ipreachedagain ateight in the morning,
Sunday, 20, and then hastened on to Castlebar. We went
straight to church. I preached at five in our new House; I