nathan cole, a farmer and carpenter, reports what it was like to go hear whitefield preach in middletown, connecticut, on october 23, 1740..'i was in my field at work. i dropped my tool that i had in my hand and ran home to my wife, telling her to make ready quickly to go and hear mr. whitefield preach at middletown. then run to my pasture for my horse with all my might, fearing that i should be too late...
as i came nearer the road, i heard a noise something like a low rumbling thunder and presently found it was the noise of horses' feet coming down the road..every horse seemed to go with all his might to carry his rider to hear news from heaven for the saving of souls. it made me tremble..
i turned and looked towards the connecticut river and saw the ferry boats running swift backward and forward bringing over loads of people..
all along the 12 miles i saw no man at work in his field, but all seemed to be gone.
when i saw mr. whitefield come upon the scaffold, he looked almost angelical- a young slim, slender youth before some thousands of people with a bold, undaunted countenance. and my hearing how god was with him everywhere as he came along. it solemnized my mind and put me into a trembling fear before he began to preach. for he looked as if he was clothed with authority from the Great God..and my hearing him preach gave me a heart wound. by God's blessing my old foundation was broken up, and i saw that my righteousness would not save me..
poop..
7.30 pray thru, rather than struggle thru, changing the oil. takes one hour with no problems. (fastest time in memory: 2 hr) a blessed, peaceful time!
8.3 saw a picture of a u.s. aircraft carrier on maneuvers off of korea...full of rust! what a picture of the state of our nation..
8.7 there is a strong desire for 'new' (better, different somehow) here. God promises a time and a place where he says 'behold, I make all things new, a place where we'll have a new body that will never decay, a new name that no one will know but ourselves, a God who created the never-ending variety we see in nature...maybe He'll be the same way, constantly flashing another of the innumerable nuances of His character...always fresh, beautiful, new. i can't wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i have tried repeatedly to write and have been hindered in a variety of ways...so, you get a break this week.
one last thot that came today (tuesday)...if God does not want me to go into nonviolent noncooperative mode maybe He would let me sell 54 and give all my property and $ away and act like st. francis. i could start out by asking mision evangelica if i could sleep on their floor downstairs...
hope you have a good week, love, dad
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