Treatise Life And Death Of John Fletcher
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-treatise-life-and-death-of-john-fletcher-084 |
| Words | 388 |
Rather, is
it not an answer to my own ill-judged, though well-intended,
prayer? Did I not ask a burden unsuitable to a finite, and
capable of being borne only by an infinite, being?” He
remained some hours in this situation. Then it came into his
mind, ‘If this is a purely natural event, the will of the Lord be
done ! But if it be the answer to an improper prayer, God
will answer again by removing it.” He cried to the Lord, and
was immediately restored to strength both of body and mind. “When we were at Leeds, in the year 1784, I had another
proof of the tender sensibility of his heart. O how deeply was
he affected concerning the welfare of his brethren | When
any little disputes arose between them, his inmost soul groaned
under the burden; and, by two or three o’clock in the morning,
I was sure to hear him breathing out prayer for the peace and
prosperity of Sion. When I observed to him, I was afraid it
would hurt his health, and wished him to sleep more, he would
answer, “O Polly, the cause of God lies near my heart !”
“Toward me his tenderness was exerted in its utmost
extent. My soul, my body, my health, my ease and comfort,
were his daily study. We had no thought, either past or
present, which we purposely concealed from each other. My
spiritual advancement was his constant endeavour; and to
this he was continually stirring me up, inviting me to walk
more closely with God; urging that thought, ‘O my dear,
let us pray for dying grace; for we shall not be long here.”
His temporal affairs he committed solely to me, though he
was always ready to assist me in the smallest matters. “One article more remains to be spoken of, namely, his
communion with God. Although he enjoyed this, more or
less, at all times and in all places, yet I have frequently heard
him observe, that the seasons of his closest communion were
always in his own house, or in the church; usually in the latter. It is much to be lamented that we have no account of it from
his own pen. It was his constant endeavour to maintain an
uninterrupted sense of the presence of God.