Wesley Collected Works Vol 11
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-wesley-collected-works-vol-11-349 |
| Words | 400 |
This was the happy occasion of Mr. Fletcher's writing those “Checks to Antinomianism;” in
which one knows not which to admire most, the purity of the
language, (such as scarce any foreigner wrote before,) the
strength and clearness of the argument, or the mildness and
sweetness of the spirit that breathes throughout the whole;
insomuch that I nothing wonder at a serious Clergyman, who,
being resolved to live and die in his own opinion, when he
was pressed to read them, replied, “No; I will never read
Mr. Fletcher's Checks; for if I did, I should be of his mind.”
18. A short extract from another of his letters will show what
was his state of mind at this crisis. “How much water,” says
he, “may at last rush out from a little opening ! What are our
dear L--’s jealousies come to? Ah, poor College | Their
conduct, among other reasons, has stirred me up to write in
defence of the Minutes. Methinks I dream, when I reflect I
have wrote controversy the last subject I thought I should
meddle with. I expect to be roughly handled on the account. Lord, prepare me for everything thou callest me to ! ge J. F.”
1. THE frequent journeys he took to and from Trevecka
while he presided over the College, in all weathers, and at
all seasons of the year, farther impaired the firmness of his
constitution; and in some of those journeys, he had not
only difficulties, but dangers likewise, to encounter. One
day, as he was riding over a wooden bridge, just as he got to
the middle thereof, it broke in. The mare's forelegs sunk
into the river, but her breast and hinder parts were kept up
by the bridge. In that position she lay, as still as if she
had been dead, till he got over her neck, and took off his
bags, in which were several manuscripts, the spoiling of which
would have occasioned him much trouble. He then endea
voured to raise her up; but she would not stir, till he went
over the other part of the bridge. But no sooner did he set
his foot upon the ground, than she began to plunge. Imme
diately the remaining part of the bridge broke down, and
sunk with her into the river. But presently she rose up
again, swam out, and came to him.