Spelmonden.
Dearly Beloved in the Lord,I AM now with friend L. and the Welsh Ambassador is with me. I preached at Otford, Monday and Tuesday, and at Cranbrook Thursday and Friday; and Mr. J. came to me last night, being Friday evening. I have been well attended; but the first two days the weather was cold and very unfavourable, but now it is warm, showery, and blessed growing weather.
I have found the people at Cranhrook cold, and rather dead; nor have I been very lively myself, having been but little alone. The life and soul of real religion lies in being alone with God, and in seeking his blessed face by humble prayer; and the little Cabin and my own bedchamber at Cricklewood, are the favourite and consecrated spots for this business. Seek his face, my dear friends, and let no reproofs, no rebukes, no chastisements, no crosses, no discouragements damp your spirits at this. Rememher, the rod of God is not upon the wicked, it is them that God loves that he chastens; chastisements are the lot of sons, not of servants. God bless you. I do not, I cannot forget you in my poor prayers.
Ever your's in Christ Jesus,
THE DOCTOR
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