Tuesday, May 13, 2014

John Wesley and May 1738 (6)


Fri. 19. My brother had a second return of his pleurisy. A few of us spent Saturday night in prayer. The next day, being Whitsunday, after hearing Dr. Heylyn preach a truly Christian sermon (on ‘They were all filled with the Holy Ghost’—and so, said he, may all you be, if it is not your own fault), and assisting him at the Holy Communion (his curate being taken ill in the church), I received the surprising news that my brother had found rest to his soul. His bodily strength returned also from that hour. ‘Who is so great a God as our God?’
I preached at St. John’s Wapping at three, and at St. Benet’s, Paul’s Wharf, in the evening. At these churches likewise I am to preach no more. At St. Antholin’s I preached for the last time on the Thursday following.