Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Demons

Thu 15 I was desired to meet one who was ill of a very uncommon disorder. She said, ‘For several years I have heard, wherever I am, a voice continually speaking to me, cursing, swearing, and blaspheming in the most horrid manner, and inciting me to all manner of wickedness. I have applied to physicians, and taken all sorts of medicines, but am never the better.’ No, nor ever will, till a better physician than these bruises Satan under her feet.
I left Bristol in the evening of Sunday 18, and on Tuesday came to London. I found my mother on the borders of eternity. But she had no doubt or fear; nor any desire but (as soon as God should call), ‘to depart, and to be with Christ’.