The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 09 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 09 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
I saw then in my dream, that they arose and went on, until they came
into a country, whose air naturally tended to make one drowsy. And
here _Hopeful_ began to be very heavy, and said to _Christian_, “I can
scarce hold open my eyes; let us lie down and sleep awhile.”
_Christian._ By no means, lest we wake no more.
_Hopeful._ Why, my brother? _The sleep of a labouring man is sweet._
_Christian._ Do you not remember the caution of the shepherd, sleep not
on inchanted ground?
_Hopeful._ I acknowledge my fault. I see it is true, as the wise man
saith, _Two are better than one_.
_Christian._ To prevent drowsiness then, let us discourse a little
together. How came you at first to look after the good of your soul?
_Hopeful._ For a long time I delighted in those things which are seen
and sold at our fair, in the riches and pleasures of the world, till I
heard from _Faithful_ and you, that _the end of these things is death_.
_Christian._ But was you fully convinced of this at once?
_Hopeful._ No; I strove to stifle my convictions; and when my mind was
shaken with the word of God, laboured to shut my eyes against the light.
_Christian._ How so?
_Hopeful._ I knew not that this was the work of God upon me, but called
it _lowness of spirits_; and sin was so sweet to me, that I was loth to
leave it; besides, I could not tell how to part with my old companions.
_Christian._ Then it seems you shook off your troubles sometimes.
_Hopeful._ Yes; but it came again worse than before.
_Christian._ What was it that brought your sins to your mind again?
_Hopeful._ Many things: as, if I met but a good man in the street; or
if I heard one read the bible; or, if my head began to ake; or, if I
was told of any that was sick; or, if I heard the bell toll for one
that was dead; or, if I thought of dying myself or heard of a sudden
death: but, above all, when I thought I must quickly come to judgment.
_Christian._ But could you not shake off your thoughts?
_Hopeful._ No; they got faster hold upon me, till I could have no rest
in sin.
_Christian._ And how did you then?
_Hopeful._ I thought I must mend my life; and so I did, leaving my
old sins and company too. Likewise I began to read, and pray, and fast,
and go to church, and to the sacrament, and to do good. And now for a
time I thought all was well; but it was not long before my trouble came
again.
_Christian._ How so? Had you not reformed your life?
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