Thursday, 28.--I can hardly believe that I am this day entered into the sixty-eighth year
of my age. How marvelous are the ways of God! How has He kept me even from a child!
From ten to thirteen or fourteen, I had little but bread to eat, and not great plenty of that. I
believe this was so far from hurting me that it laid the foundation of lasting health. When
I grew up, in consequence of reading Dr. Cheyne, I chose to eat sparingly and to drink water.
This was another great means of continuing my health til I was about seven-and-twenty. I
then began spitting of blood, which continued several years. A warm climate cured this. I
was afterward brought to the brink of death by a fever; but it left me healthier than before.
Eleven years after, I was in the third stage of a consumption; in three months it pleased God
to remove this also. Since that time I have known neither pain nor sickness, and am now
healthier than I was forty years ago. This hath God wrought!
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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