To the communications of John and Charles regarding the fresh baptism of the Spirit that had come upon them, she wrote expressing her thankfulness for the glad tidings, only remarking to Charles that she thought he had surely fallen into an “odd way of thinking,” in stating that till within a few months he had no spiritual life nor any justifying faith.  “Blessed be God, who showed you the necessity you were in of a Saviour to deliver you from the power of sin and Satan, for Christ will be no Saviour but to such as see their need of one.  Blessed be His holy name, that thou hast found Him a Saviour to thee, my son!  Oh, let us love Him much, for we have much forgiven.”

XI.

THE FOUNDRY AT MOORFIELDS.

Susanna Wesley came to London in April, 1739, to spend the rest of her days in a place that had been well prepared for her.  John had found a centre at Moorfields for his work in the metropolis.  Out of a disused Government foundry had been constructed a chapel, a house for the lay-preachers, and apartments for himself, where he wished to have his mother come and live with him.  The new home, though but scantily furnished, proved to her a little paradise in the communion she now enjoyed with her son, in the easy access of all her children to her, and in the pleasure of seeing the great work and increase of the Gospel.  Here also she received in her own soul a wonderful increase of blessing—­so much surpassing all her experience hitherto as to cause her to make the reflection that “she had scarce heard, till then, such a thing mentioned as the having God’s Spirit bear witness with our spirit.”  “But two or three weeks ago, while my son Hall was pronouncing these words in delivering the cup to me, ’The blood of our Lord Jesus Christ which was given for thee,’ the words struck through my heart, and I knew God for Christ’s sake had forgiven me all my sins.”

It caused her no apparent pain a little after to receive a letter from her son Samuel, saying:  “It was with exceeding concern and grief I heard you had countenanced a spreading delusion, so far as to be one of Jack’s congregation.  Is it not enough that I am bereft of both my brothers, but must my mother follow too?  I earnestly beseech the Almighty to preserve you from joining a schism at the close of your life, as you were unfortunately engaged in one at the beginning of it.  It will cost you many a protest, should you retain your integrity, as I hope to God you will.”  The new joy of his mother evidently so abounded in charity as to drown all bitterness and take away all fear of any real separation between them.