Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol4 7

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol4-7-530
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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. Thur. 7.-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