Memoir of Old Elizabeth, A Coloured Woman eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 16 pages of information about Memoir of Old Elizabeth, A Coloured Woman.

Memoir of Old Elizabeth, A Coloured Woman eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 16 pages of information about Memoir of Old Elizabeth, A Coloured Woman.

Our meeting gave great offence, and we were forbid holding any more assemblies.  Even the elders of our meeting joined with the wicked people, and said such meetings must be stopped, and that woman quieted.  But I was not afraid of any of them, and continued to go, and burnt with a zeal not my own.  The old sisters were zealous sometimes, and at other times would sink under the cross.  Thus they grew cold, at which I was much grieved.  I proposed to them to ask the elders to send a brother, which was concluded upon.

We went on for several years, and the Lord was with us with great power it proved, to the conversion of many souls, and we continued to grow stronger.

I felt at times that I must exercise in the ministry, but when I rose upon my feet I felt ashamed, and so I went under a cloud for some time, and endeavoured to keep silence; but I could not quench the Spirit.  I was rejected by the elders and rulers, as Christ was rejected by the Jews before me, and while others were excused in crimes of the darkest dye, I was hunted down in every place where I appointed a meeting.  Wading through many sorrows, I thought at times I might as well be banished from this life, as to feel the Almighty drawing me one way, and man another; so that I was tempted to cast myself into the dock.  But contemplating the length of eternity, and how long my sufferings would be in that unchangeable world, compared with this, if I endured a little longer, the Lord was pleased to deliver me from this gloomy, melancholy state in his own time; though while this temptation lasted I roved up and down, and talked and prayed.

I often felt that I was unfit to assemble with the congregation with whom I had gathered, and had sometimes been made to rejoice in the Lord.  I felt that I was despised on account of this gracious calling, and was looked upon as a speckled bird by the ministers to whom I looked for instruction, and to whom I resorted every opportunity for the same; but when I would converse with them, some would cry out, “You are an enthusiast;” and others said, “the Discipline did not allow of any such division of the work;” until I began to think I surely must be wrong.  Under this reflection, I had another gloomy cloud to struggle through; but after awhile I felt much moved upon by the Spirit of the Lord, and meeting with an aged sister, I found upon conversing with her that she could sympathize with me in this spiritual work.  She was the first one I had met with, who could fully understand my exercises.  She offered to open her house for a meeting, and run the risk of all the church would do to her for it.  Many were afraid to open their houses in this way, lest they should be turned out of the church.

I persevered, notwithstanding the opposition of those who were looked upon as higher and wiser.  The meeting was appointed, and but few came.  I felt much backwardness, and as though I could not pray, but a pressure upon me to arise and express myself by way of exhortation.  After hesitating for some time whether I would take up the cross or no, I arose, and after expressing a few words, the Spirit came upon me with life, and a victory was gained over the power of darkness, and we could rejoice together in His love.

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