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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He observes, "I rode down in the Neck (most likely Jones' Neck), and preached near Delaware<br />
Bay. Four years ago (1778, when he was first in this region), I preached in this house, when the<br />
whole Neck seemed to be in Egyptian darkness. I never visited them again until now; and, as I<br />
thought then, labored to little purpose; I now find among them twoscore professing the knowledge<br />
of Jesus Christ, many of whom date their conversion from that day."<br />
Meeting with George Moore of Broad Creek, they rejoiced together greatly in considering the<br />
great amount of good which God had done in this part of his vineyard during the last four years.<br />
About this time he preached at the funeral of "our dear brother Smith," who had lived a life of piety.<br />
He bore his afflictions like a Christian. He lost his speech, in a measure, some months before his<br />
death; but the signs he made and the tears which so plentifully flowed removed all doubt of his<br />
readiness for death. He lived happy and died happy, and left a family happy in God. It appears that<br />
he lived and died not far from Barratt's Chapel.<br />
Under date of January, 1783, he [Garrettson] says, "I am once more among my Dover friends.<br />
Surely God is among this people. <strong>The</strong> last Sabbath I preached here the Lord in mercy laid his hand<br />
upon one of the greatest persecutors in this town. <strong>In</strong> his distress he cried mightily to God, until he<br />
converted his soul; and also his wife, and his sister-in-law; and now he is resolutely determined on<br />
helping to build a brick chapel. I visited Sister Bassett, who, in her affliction, is one of the happiest<br />
women I have met with a living witness of sanctification, whose soul seems to be continually<br />
wrapped in a flame of love. Several of this family are happy in the love of God; and four of them<br />
profess to enjoy perfect love. Surely God has a church in Mr. Bassett's house."<br />
While visiting the societies in Kent and New Castle counties, he enjoyed sweet consolation among<br />
them. He found many of the members going on to perfection. He generally preached once or twice<br />
every day, besides meeting the classes; and while engaged in this work he realized the happiness of<br />
a father visiting his spiritual children; and could say with St. John, "I have no greater joy than to find<br />
my children walking in the truth." As he was wholly given up to the work of saving souls, he often<br />
"wept between the porch and the altar," and felt that "the burden of the Lord was upon him." <strong>In</strong> this<br />
way he went on until the May following, when he repaired to Baltimore to attend Conference.<br />
It was about the year 1782 that Mr. Robert North Carnan became a Methodist. He was a citizen<br />
of Baltimore county, Md., and had rendered active service during the Revolutionary war. He<br />
belonged to the upper strata of society -- being cousin to Gen. Ridgley, afterwards governor of<br />
Maryland; also, to Mrs. Prudence Gough. Mrs. Carnan had already attached herself to the Methodists<br />
as a seeker. Brother Richard Owen, one of the early preachers, spoke searchingly to her in class<br />
meeting on a certain occasion, at which she was much wounded in her feelings; but it resulted in her<br />
happy conversion to God. Her husband was too much of a gentleman to use violent measures to<br />
throw her off of her religious course, and undertook to laugh her out of her religious enthusiasm; but,<br />
instead of jesting her out of her enjoyments, he soon became seriously concerned for his own<br />
spiritual welfare. Like most of the Maryland gentry, he was fond of the turf, and, at the time of his<br />
awakening, was engaged in a horse race. He now had trouble enough between consummating the<br />
race and hushing the clamors of an awakened conscience. Being a member of the so-called Church<br />
of England, he advised with his parson, who told him that all that he knew of religion, or of<br />
Christianity, consisted in attending to the ordinances and services of the Church; that if Mr. C.