Sun 11 Jul 1779: About eight, I preached at Misterton, and about one at Upperthorpe. But good Alice Shadford was not there. She was long ‘a mother in Israel’, a burning and shining light, an unexceptionable instance of perfect love. After spending near a hundred years on earth, she was, some months since, transplanted to paradise.
So general an outpouring of God’s Spirit we had seldom known as we had at Epworth in the afternoon:
Like mighty wind, or torrent fierce
It did opposers all o’errun.
O that they may no more harden their hearts, lest God should swear, ‘They shall not enter into my rest!’
CPAesthetics @Faces&Smiles and @77 Newmarket Road Norwich: Moving away from simply correcting the signs of ageing to the management of the entire ageing process
