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Mrs. G.-" Then it is reliance on Him that has given you so much peace in all your illness ?”
Dr. G.--"O yes ! it is being found in Him. Though I have not made a profession, it was not because I was ashamed of Christ. But what chiefly deterred me, was being so often shocked at the conduct of professors."
Mrs. G.-"I hope you may live another night that I may nurse you ;
you experience that it is «« «Sweet to lie passive in his hands,
And know no will but his.'” Dr. G.–"Yes! and cast everything on Himcast everything on Him !”
Monday, 15. Soon after waking, he asked that some Shrewsbury cakes might be sent for. When they were brought, though he only ate part of one, he regarded them with much interest, and said, “They were my favourites at school; I often spent my pocket-money in them.” Many similar incidents occurred, illustrating the affectionate remembrance he cherished of former years. Though so near the heavenly land, which by faith he beheld so earnestly, he cast many a loving, lingering look backward on the scenes of his pilgrimage ; recalling past enjoyments, and especially delighted to refer to any circumstances which identified him with those he most dearly loved. He seemed to live his life over again in pleasant reminiscences ; leisurely surveying and bidding it adieu. Far from
regarding this world as a barren wilderness, without one flower to cheer the weary traveller, he looked on it as stored with happiness by a God of love; and his joy in departure arose, not from any weariness of it, but from a conviction that to be “with Jesus was far better." His own words, on his sister, Mrs. R., entering his room this morning, were, “I cannot express the joy I feel. I can leave you all, though no one has loved you more than I have done, or loved life more. It is all nothing to me. I am such an unworthy creature. God has been so gracious, and to me, more than any one."
He did not think a Christian should cease to love this life, because he hopes soon to enjoy a better. In reference to his residence, in furnishing which he had taken great interest, and exhibited an elegant taste, it was remarked by his wife, “You will leave your beautiful house." He said, "Ah! I hoped to get round it, but I have not been able. You must
go round for me.” Some one said, “But you have a better house to go to :” to which he promptly replied, “ Yes—but I am not talking of that now.
The things are separate. Now I wish to talk of this. You'll look at the rooms, and think of me? Talk to me a little about it.”
At different times, he said, “ As I get weaker, my faith and prospects are stronger and brighter. The way to have strong faith is to think nothing of yourself.—You have come to see me; I have
many friends, but there is none comparable to Jesus.—I thought I should have lived many years, but how little we know! And if I were to live twenty years more, perhaps my friends might be gone, and I might have no consolation like this, in having them all around me.--I have no desire to get better, except to be of use in propagating the Gospel; I would mix it with my practice. If I lived, it would be my whole delight to publish Christ.” To the pew-opener, he said, “I am going to heaven, and hope to see you there. Seek Christ! I see my own unworthiness, and am trusting only to Him. Remember me kindly to your wife ; I hope we shall all meet.” He forgot no one, and made minute inquiries respecting the relations of those, among his visitors, who were in humble circumstances of life ; mentioning them by name, with some message of affectionate interest in their welfare.
To a lady from Welton, who told him how much his friends there loved him, and would cherish his memory, he replied, “Tell them all what Christ has done for my soul. He is waiting for me. I am very happy. Christ is all. Say to my friends, how much I am indebted to them for their prayers.' The willingness of Christ to save at the eleventh hour being mentioned, he rejoined, " Ah! but it has not been the eleventh hour with me.” The woman being referred to, who touched the hem of this;
Christ's garment, he said, with great emphasis, “But I have embraced him, and wish to be like him."
To Sir W. L.—“I have just been thinking I shall be looking down from those happy realms on you, toiling with the storms and winters of life. I only regret I have not seen earlier that glorious Gospel as I now see it, so as to have preached it to the multitudes of men I have addressed. If restored, nothing should I rejoice in more than
I should never be ashamed of Jesus; I would preach Him to all. An infidel once said to me, after hearing N. preach, that if he believed such things, he could never cease praying for and pleading with the people. That is just as I feel I should do, if I were spared. My physical strength might not be sufficient, but as to the interest and delight of it, I should never tire. At Harrowgate I met a son of Mr. W., and was disposed to smile at him, for relinquishing a lucrative business, in order to preach the Gospel. But I could delight to do the same thing now. I could relinquish everything for this. Not that I think worldly business incompatible with religion, but from the pleasure the other would afford me: I could do it with a zeal which would surprise myself.”
Being asked by the author, if from his own judgment, as an attentive and inquiring hearer, he could give him any hints as to the best method of
preaching, he said, “Preach earnestly, and simply, so as to be understood; but the best preaching is sincerity, and a consistent life. Men think much more of that than anything; there is no influence without that. I would not listen to a man whose life was inconsistent, though he were as wise as Solomon.”
N.—“What do you consider the best method of presenting the arguments in favour of Christianity ?”
Dr. G.-"I think little of evidences ; Scripture is its own evidence—the great truths it contains. Men grant the truth of Christianity. Preaching evidences is like putting up a man to knock him down.”
N.—“ You always acknowledged the historic truth of Christianity ?”
Dr. G.-“I did more-I loved and honoured it, and always felt the religious man was the happiest man; though I did not feel as I do now—the need of Christ for myself.”
N.—“What were your principal hindrances ?”
Dr. G.—“ Above all, the inconsistencies of professing Christians. I have met with persons who could propose and approve measures, from which I revolted. The folly and injudiciousness of some Christians in their mode of talking of religion was another impediment; also the intolerance of many. I always thought seriously of religion,