Wesley Corpus

Treatise Life And Death Of John Fletcher

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typetreatise
YearNone
Passage IDjw-treatise-life-and-death-of-john-fletcher-001
Words390
Trinity Reign of God Assurance
2. In his early childhood he had much of the fear of God, and great tenderness of conscience. One day, having offended his father, who threatened to correct him, he did not dare to come into his presence, but retired into the garden; and when he saw him coming toward him, he ran away with all speed. But he was presently struck with deep remorse, and said to himself, “What I do I run away from my father? Perhaps I shall live to have a son that will run away from me.” And it was several years before the impression which he then received was worn off. 3. Another instance of his tenderness of conscience occurred when he was about seven years of age : He was one day reproved by the nursery-maid, saying, “You are a naughty boy. Do you not know, that the devil is to take away all naughty children?” He was no sooner in bed, than he began to reflect very deeply upon her words: He thought, “I am a naughty boy; and how do I know but God may let the devil take me away this night?” He then got up and wrestled with God in prayer for a considerable time; and he would not go to bed again till he believed God had forgiven him. 4. The following accounts Mr. Fletcher himself gave to Mr. Samuel Webb, of London, then residing at Madeley:-- “When I was a lad, I had a design to get some fruit out of my father's garden: The door being locked, I could not get in, but by climbing over the wall. This was very high; but with some difficulty I got to the top of it. As I was walking upon it, my foot slipped, and I fell down to the bottom. But just where I fell a large quantity of fresh made mortar was laid. I fell exactly upon it. This broke my fall, or it might have cost me my life. 5. “Once, as I was swimming by myself in a deep water, one end of a strong riband which bound my hair, getting loose I know not how, and twisting about my leg, tied me as it were neck and heels. I strove with all my strength to disengage myself; but it was to no purpose.