Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol4 7

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol4-7-530
Words398
Reign of God Christology Pneumatology
In the afternoon we went on to London. Sunday, 3, was indeed a comfortable day. I preached at the new chapel, morning and evening, with great enlargement of spirit. At the love-feast which followed, great was our rejoicing ; many declared what God had done for their souls ; and many were filled with consolation. Having answered my letters, and finishedmy other little busi- ness for the present, on Tuesday, 5, I went to Rye. Though the warning was short, the congregation was exceeding large, Oct. 1790. and behaved with remarkable seriousness. While our people mixed with the Calvinists here,we were always perplexed, and gained no ground; but since they kept tothemselves, they have continually increased in grace as well as in number. Iwas now informed how signally Godhad overtaken that wretch who mur- dered Mr. Haddock some years since. Being lately overtaken by Captain Bray in one of the King's cutters, hemade a desperate resistance ; and even when boarded, fought still, anddrew apistol at Captain Bray ; who then hewedhim in pieces with his cutlass. -I went over to that poor skeleton of ancient Winchelsea. It is beautifully situated on the top of a steep hill, andwas regularly built in broad streets, crossing each other, and encompassing a very large Square ; in the midst of which was alarge church, now in ruins. I stood under a large tree, on the side of it, and called to most ofthe inhabitants of the town, " The kingdom ofheaven is at hand ; repent, and believe the Gospel." It seemed as ifallthat heard were, for the present, almost persuaded to be Christians . Here an eminently pious woman, Mrs. Jones, at whosehouse I stopped, gave me a very strange account :-Manyyears since she was much hurt in lying-in. She had various Physicians, but still grew worse and worse ; till, perceiving herself to be no better, she left them off. She had acontinual pain in her groin, with such a prolapsis uteri, as soon confined her to her bed : There she lay two months, helpless and hopeless ; till a thought came one day into her mind, " Lord, if thou wilt, thou canst make me whole ! Be it according to thy will! " Immediately the pain and the disorder ceased. Feeling herself well, she rose, and dressed herself. Her husband coming in, and seeing her
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