Moravian Lives

Focus on Fulneck: A Collection of Moravian Memoirs from 18th Century Yorkshire Congregation

John Stott (Reading Version)

Our late Brother John Stott Jr. was born at Lane-End or Bankhouse Hill on January 26th, 1798 and baptized a few days afterwards in our chapel, his parents being then, as they still are (for they are both living) members of our church. From his childhood, it would appear the Holy Spirit operated graciously in his heart, for he was always seriously disposed, a pleasant son and maintained, in youth and maturity, a sturdy character. After his marriage 24 or 25 years ago, he became a committed member of the church in which he was born and brought up. About 4 years ago, his mind was a good deal harassed and depressed by a circumstance for which neither he, nor anyone, here was to blame, but which involved him to an amount very large for us in his circumstances of life; in debt ???. The Lord blessed his and his partner’s honest endeavours to discharge all claims upon them; yet the fear of bringing disgrace upon his family and his Christian profession so affected his mind, that it is not improbable, the epileptic fits to which he was thenceforward subject, were then brought on. From that time, his life was very precarious and he was well aware of it, and he appeared to have sought, with increasing earnestness, to make his calling and election ???; he loved the house of God and would frequently say to his friends and relatives, how much good the Saviour had been doing to the means of his soul, and he would doubtless have been a more frequent attendant in the Lords courts, had he not been deterred by the fear of causing alarm or disturbance, if he should be seized in the chapel, as actually was the case on one occasion; as it was, however, he was frequently seen among those who went up to the house of the Lord. He was frequently known to retire for the purpose of prayer, and, we hope, was habitually watching for that coming of his Lord, which he must have known would be sudden. The evening before his death, being asked by a friend how he was in health, he replied, “I am very well; but I have not a minute to call my own”, meaning, doubtless, that he might be taken at a moment’s warning. Of late, the fits seem to have been more frequent, and he always fell down in a moment utterly unconscious. Last Saturday morning he went, unknown to his wife, between 7 and 8 a.m., to the well called Bank-house well to fetch water, where he was no doubt seized with one of the fits while standing by the winch of this well, fell into it and was very soon drowned, though the well is not 3 feet deep, and he had not been above 1/4 of an hour absent from his house. All means were tried in vain to restore animation; his spirit had fled to God who gave it, and who saw fit to call him home in this mysterious and striking way. That well, then, was a well of death to him; but we trust there was in him a well of living water, the flowing of which was not stopped by the cold waters of that fountains, but which rather, at that moment sprang up with eternal life; for our late Brother believed and put his whole trust in that Saviour, to whom is life eternal and who giveth living water to all that ask of Him. Our late Brother was 46 years old, and has left a widow and 6 children to despair his loss. May the Lord be their provider and comforter and lead them all to walk with unwavering diligence the heart of great price — the good part that shall not be taken from them — that so they may be prepared for length of days or fit for early death.