Thursday, 19.—At seven I preached about a quarter of a mile from the town; but it was
an extremely rough and blustering morning; and few people came either at the time or place
of my preaching: the natural consequence of which was that I had but a small congregation.
About four in the afternoon, a tent, as they term it, was prepared; a kind of moving pulpit,
covered with canvas at the top, behind, and on the sides. In this I preached near the place
where I was in the morning, to nearly six times as many people as before; and I am persuaded
what was spoken came to some of their hearts, ”not in word only, but in power.”
Friday, 20.—I had designed to preach at the same place; but the rain made it impracticable. Mr. G. desired me to preach in his church, so I began between seven and eight. Surely with God nothing is impossible! Who would have believed five-and-twenty years ago either that the minister would have desired it or that I should have consented to preach in a Scotch kirk?
The Journal of John Wesley
Friday, 20.—I had designed to preach at the same place; but the rain made it impracticable. Mr. G. desired me to preach in his church, so I began between seven and eight. Surely with God nothing is impossible! Who would have believed five-and-twenty years ago either that the minister would have desired it or that I should have consented to preach in a Scotch kirk?
The Journal of John Wesley
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