One of the blessings of reading John Wesley's Journal is that it is like having someone come alongside you and teach you about pastoral care.
Aug 10, 1760. "I took an account of the society, and was grieved, though not surprised, to find such decline. I left 290 members, I find only 233. And what will the end be, unless those that remain learn to bear one another's burdens?"
Dec 24, 1760. "I visited as many as I could of the sick. How much better is it, when it is practical, to take relief to the poor than to send it! For both our sake and theirs. For them, because it is so much more comforting, and we can help them in both spiritual and physical needs. For our sake because it is more likely to soften our hearts, and to make us naturally care for each other."
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Monday, December 9, 2013
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Selections from Wesley's Journal
Jan 29, 1759
"By repeated experiments we learn, that though a man preach like an angel, he will neither collect, nor preserve a society which is collected, without visiting them from house to house."
June 4, 1759
"After preaching I rode on to Newcastle. Certainly if I did not believe there was another word, I should spend all my summers here; as I know no place in Great Britain comparable to it for pleasantness. But I seek another country, and therefore am content to be a wandered on earth."
June 24, 1759 "What marvel the devil does not love field-preaching. Neither do I: I love a commodious room, a soft cushion, a handsome pulpit. But where is my zeal if I do not trample all these under foot, in order to save one more soul?"
"By repeated experiments we learn, that though a man preach like an angel, he will neither collect, nor preserve a society which is collected, without visiting them from house to house."
June 4, 1759
"After preaching I rode on to Newcastle. Certainly if I did not believe there was another word, I should spend all my summers here; as I know no place in Great Britain comparable to it for pleasantness. But I seek another country, and therefore am content to be a wandered on earth."
June 24, 1759 "What marvel the devil does not love field-preaching. Neither do I: I love a commodious room, a soft cushion, a handsome pulpit. But where is my zeal if I do not trample all these under foot, in order to save one more soul?"
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