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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a serious, thoughtful woman; but she refused to let them bring the body into her house; fearing, it may be, the judgments of God might, also, fall upon her; and the participators in the profane meeting had to take charge of the corpse, and bury it. Conscious that they had gone beyond the bounds of common profaneness, this club never assembled again to ridicule religion; nor was there a tongue that dared to move against the Methodists: God had effectually vindicated their cause. [See reference to the following passage in the Introduction] More recently, one of the Methodists in or near Salem, a brother by the name of Charles Johnson, was in a trance; and after continuing in this state for several hours, as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, he informed the company that he had seen two of his neighbors die and go into eternity, giving their names. That he saw one of them go into Paradise, and the other into hell, telling which was happy and which as miserable. What made this declaration most astonishing, no one of the company knew, at the time they heard him make it, of the death of the individuals named, nor did they know that one of them was even sick, and were disposed to affirm that they were not dead. But Brother Johnson reaffirmed that he had seen them die and meet their doom [fate, since one went to Paradise]. It was not many hours before the news reached most of the company of the death of the two individuals, and that they died about the same hour that Brother J. came out of his trance and revealed the startling information of their exit from time to eternity. [29] In the early days of Methodism in Salem, Mr. Jacob Mulford was a leading man who did much to build up the church -- he was faithful unto death. There were many of this name belonging to the Methodists in Salem. One, the Rev. William Mulford, was a local preacher. There were Pauls, Millers, Wares, Tindles, Coffees, &c. In Lower Penn's Neck, there were Pedricks, Murphys, Gilmores, and Jaquettes. Not far off, Vannemans, Bilderbacks, Morrises, Newells; besides Firths, Weatherbys, and Judge Smith.

A HISTORY OF THE RISE OF METHODISM IN AMERICA by John Lednum CHAPTER 57 In 1783, Methodism was introduced into Salisbury, N. C., and a small class was formed. One of the original members of this class was living in 1854. A very interesting account of her has lately been given by her pastor, the Rev. S. V. Blake. She was the daughter of Mr. William Temple Cole, and his wife Sarah, born at Cheraw Hills, in 1763, near the Great Pee Dee river, in South Carolina. At the age of two years, her parents moved to Salisbury. Losing her father, her mother married Mr. William Thompson. At this time the war was raging; and Gen. Gates being defeated, she, with her relations, was obliged to fly before the British and Indians, to Frederick county, Md., where she lived two years. While here, Miss Henrietta Cole was married to Philip Fishburn. The war being over, they returned to Salisbury. Miss Cole, now Mrs. Fishburn, had received some early religious instruction from her father, which had made a good impression. She formed a taste for reading very early in life, which was never lost, and which accounts for the rich store of information she possesses. Her earliest conviction for sin dates back to her ninth year, of which she has a distinct recollection, as follows: She gave her mother a thoughtless and improper answer, for which she was instantly reproved. Such was her sense of guilt, shame, and sorrow, for this rudeness to her mother, which she felt was a great sin against God, that she went to a dark room and wept and prayed to God for forgiveness. From this period, till her fifteenth year, she read everything within her reach, but was deprived of proper spiritual advisers, or she would have become religious much sooner than she did. In her sixteenth year, while at her mother's, in Virginia, she became very serious, and her reading was altogether religious. She began now to feel the need of something to make her happy, and was earnestly seeking, without knowing what it was. She had five books, which she constantly read, and which were the only food she had for her seeking soul -- the Bible, Thomas aKempis, Drelincourt on Death, the Family Instructor, and Pilgrim's Progress. These were her only counselors -- for she had no ministers to consult, no religious meetings or church privileges. Most of the ministers of the Established Church had left their parishes and gone to England, in consequence of the war. She seems to have been led and taught by the Spirit of God alone. A sincere seeker of something to make her happy, she knew not what, her room and the woods were regularly visited for prayer. Next to her Bible, she received most light and encouragement from Pilgrim's Progress. In these exercises she continued until all sense of guilt and sorrow was gone, she knew not where, nor how, and felt her heart melted down into tenderness, gratitude, and love. Now she was very happy, knew not why, only that this was the state of mind she had so earnestly sought. Such was her experience at sixteen years of age. At that time she had never heard of the Methodists. She had lost all relish for foolish and sinful amusements, and utterly refused to participate in the exercises of a dancing party at her brother's greatly to the astonishment of all present. During her residence in Maryland, she diligently sought, in all religious meetings within her reach, food for her soul, but found none. She went to the

a serious, thoughtful woman; but she refused to let them bring the body into her house; fearing, it<br />

may be, the judgments of God might, also, fall upon her; and the participators in the profane meeting<br />

had to take charge of the corpse, and bury it. Conscious that they had gone beyond the bounds of<br />

common profaneness, this club never assembled again to ridicule religion; nor was there a tongue<br />

that dared to move against the Methodists: God had effectually vindicated their cause.<br />

[See reference to the following passage in the <strong>In</strong>troduction] More recently, one of the Methodists<br />

in or near Salem, a brother by the name of Charles Johnson, was in a trance; and after continuing in<br />

this state for several hours, as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, he informed the company<br />

that he had seen two of his neighbors die and go into eternity, giving their names. That he saw one<br />

of them go into Paradise, and the other into hell, telling which was happy and which as miserable.<br />

What made this declaration most astonishing, no one of the company knew, at the time they heard<br />

him make it, of the death of the individuals named, nor did they know that one of them was even<br />

sick, and were disposed to affirm that they were not dead. But Brother Johnson reaffirmed that he<br />

had seen them die and meet their doom [fate, since one went to Paradise]. It was not many hours<br />

before the news reached most of the company of the death of the two individuals, and that they died<br />

about the same hour that Brother J. came out of his trance and revealed the startling information of<br />

their exit from time to eternity. [29]<br />

<strong>In</strong> the early days of <strong>Methodism</strong> in Salem, Mr. Jacob Mulford was a leading man who did much<br />

to build up the church -- he was faithful unto death. <strong>The</strong>re were many of this name belonging to the<br />

Methodists in Salem. One, the Rev. William Mulford, was a local preacher. <strong>The</strong>re were Pauls,<br />

Millers, Wares, Tindles, Coffees, &c.<br />

<strong>In</strong> Lower Penn's Neck, there were Pedricks, Murphys, Gilmores, and Jaquettes. Not far off,<br />

Vannemans, Bilderbacks, Morrises, Newells; besides Firths, Weatherbys, and Judge Smith.

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