Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-278 |
| Words | 390 |
at Mount-Ephraim, near Tunbridge-Wells. Wednesday, 19, I came once more to the lovely family at Shoreham. A little longer that venerable oldman is permitted to remain here, that the flock may not be scattered. When I was at Sevenoaks I made an odd remark. In the year 1769, I weighed an hundred and twenty-two pounds. In 1783, I weighed not a pound more or less. I doubt whether such another instance is to be found in Great Britain. I preached at Canterbury, and again on Wednes Jan. 1784 R A . 2 day ; on Tuesday, 25, at Dover ; Thursday, 27, at Sheerness, where Mr. Fox read Prayers, and I preached on those words in the Second Lesson, " To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden notyour hearts." I returned to London. Tuesday, DECEMBER 2. I married Mr. Rutherford and Miss Lydia Duplex. Wednes- day, 3. I took a little journey into Hertfordshire ; and having preached at Hinxworth, and Wrestlingworth, on Friday, 5, I preached at Barnet, and on Saturday, 6, returned to London. Inow inquired more carefully and particularly into the strange case of poor Mr. M. But the more I inquired, the worse the matter appeared to be. It was plain,by the evidence of many unexceptionable witnesses, that he had told innumerable lies ; affirming, denying, and affirming again! And this man, who has lived above twenty years in a constant course of lying and slandering, tells you,he enjoys constant communion with God; and that nothing canmake him happier, but heaven ! -I spent two hours with thatgreatman, Dr. John- son, who is sinking into the grave by agentledecay. Wednes- day, 24. While we were dining at Mr. Blunt's, his servant-maid, ill ofa sore throat, died. Saturday, 27. I dined at Mr. Awbrey's, with Mr. Wynantz, son ofthe Dutch merchant at whose house I met with Peter Böhler and his brethren, forty-five years ago. -We concluded the year at the new chapel, with the voice of praise and thanksgiving. Thur. JANUARY 1, 1784.-I retired for two or threedays to Peckham. Sunday, 4. Though it rained violently, we had, I believe, upwards of eighteen hundred people, at the renewal of the Covenant : Many found an uncommon blessing therein. I am sure I did, for one. At noon I preached at Barking, and in the even-