Saturday, March 13, 2010

A genuine old Methodist

Sat 13 Mar 1784: About nine, I preached at Trowbridge, where a large congregation attended. Returning to Bristol, I lodged once more at E.J.’s, a genuine old Methodist. God has lately taken away her only brother, as well as her beloved sister. But she was still able to say, ‘It is the Lord: let him do what seemeth him good.’