A History Of The Rise Of Methodism In America - Media Sabda Org
A History Of The Rise Of Methodism In America - Media Sabda Org
A History Of The Rise Of Methodism In America - Media Sabda Org
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When Mr. Shadford arrived, he found him chained in bed; for the family supposed him to be mad,<br />
or possessed of the devil. Mr. Shadford told him of the love of Christ, in dying for sinners; and the<br />
young man laid hold of the name of Christ, and said he would call on the name of the Saviour as long<br />
as he lived. <strong>The</strong>y knocked his chain off; and shortly afterwards the Saviour unchained him, and made<br />
him "free indeed."<br />
<strong>The</strong> Rev. Thomas Ware says of him, "He was so illiterate as to unable to write his own name; and<br />
yet he preached in the demonstration of the Spirit, and with an authority that few could withstand.<br />
By his labors, thousands of all classes and conditions in society had been brought into the fold, and<br />
were walking worthy of their profession." Concerning him, Mr. Asbury remarked, when he first<br />
heard him at the widow Brady's, in Kent county, Del.: "He is an original indeed -- no man's copy.<br />
On another occasion, he says, "He is the only man I have heard in <strong>America</strong>, with whose speaking I<br />
am never tired. I always admire his affected simplicity. He is a prodigy -- a man that cannot write<br />
or read well; and yet his words go through me every time I hear him. <strong>The</strong> power of God attends him<br />
more or less in every place. He seldom opens his mouth but some are cut to the heart." He continued<br />
thus useful for about fifteen years; and it would be well if his last days had been without dark<br />
shadows. Like the great Samuel Bradburn, of England, he was daily in the fire of temptation. He was<br />
so extraordinary that Mr. Asbury feared he would not stand or live long. <strong>In</strong> 1797, he stands on the<br />
Minutes as expelled for immoral conduct; and in 1804, Mr. Asbury received from the Rev. J. J.<br />
Jacobs the account of his end. "He had walked backward, according to his own account. Three days<br />
he lost in drunkenness, three days he lay sick in darkness -- no manifestation of God to his soul; and<br />
thus he died! We can only hope that God had mercy on his soul!"<br />
While we admit that a man might do as much, and even more for the cause of the Redeemer, than<br />
the Rev. Joseph Cromwell did, and yet be lost in the end; yet we strongly incline to the persuasion<br />
that he was saved. It does not appear that he had any enmity to God, or Christ, or the Holy Spirit, or<br />
the means of salvation, which constitutes the great obstacle in the way of returning to God. That he<br />
had "no manifestation of God to his soul," seems to have been cause of grief to him, which we are<br />
disposed to regard as an element of penitency; and where there is repentance, the way appears to be<br />
open for the exercise of Divine mercy.<br />
Mr. John Dickins was born and educated in London. He joined the Methodist society in <strong>America</strong><br />
in 1774; and in 1777 was received as a traveling preacher. He labored in Virginia and in North<br />
Carolina until 1782, when he desisted. It appears that Mr. Asbury first became personally acquainted<br />
with him in North Carolina in 1780, when he drew the subscription for a Kingswood school in<br />
<strong>America</strong>. This came out in the end Cokesbury College. <strong>In</strong> 1783, Mr. Asbury prevailed with him to<br />
go to New York, where he labored for several years; and in 1789 he was stationed in Philadelphia,<br />
where he remained until his death. While here he superintended the book business for the<br />
Methodists, as book steward. For the business he was well qualified by his sound literature; being<br />
master of the English language, and also acquainted with Latin and Greek. He was one of the greatest<br />
and best men of that age, and a very profitable preacher. As it was said of Mr. Whitefield, "He<br />
preached like a lion." Having passed through the malignant fever of 1793 and 1797, he fell in the<br />
third visitation of the yellow fever in 1798, in his fifty-second year. His daughter Elizabeth died of<br />
the same disease the day before his death. <strong>The</strong>y were interred in the cemetery of St. George's, in<br />
Crown street. But when the ground was built upon some years since, the remains of many of the dead