Saturday, March 14.--l rode (from Birmingham) to Wednesbury. Sunday, 15. I made a
shift to preach within at eight in the morning; but in the afternoon I knew not what to do,
having a pain in my side and a sore throat. However, I resolved to speak as long as I could.
I stood at one end of the house, and the people (supposed to be eight or ten thousand) in the field adjoining. I spoke from, "I count all things but loss, for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord" [Phil. 3:8]. When I had done speaking, my complaints were gone.
I stood at one end of the house, and the people (supposed to be eight or ten thousand) in the field adjoining. I spoke from, "I count all things but loss, for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord" [Phil. 3:8]. When I had done speaking, my complaints were gone.
Monday, 16.--I intended to rest two or three days; but being pressed to visit Shrewsbury,
and having no other time, I rode over today, though upon a miserable beast. When I came,
my head ached as well as my side. I found the door of the place where I was to preach surrounded by a numerous mob. But they seemed met only to starve. Yet part of them came
in; almost all that did (a large number) behaved quietly and seriously.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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