Alarmed, he stopped his horse and exclaimed, “Could it be that I have sinned and am backslidden?”
Slipping from his horse, Wesley went down on his knees and began interceding with God to show him where, if any, there was a fault.
A rough fellow on the other side of the hedge, hearing the prayer, looked across and recognized the preacher. “I’ll fix that Methodist preacher,” he said, picking up a brick and tossing it over at him. It missed its mark and fell harmlessly beside John. Whereupon Wesley leaped to his feet joyfully exclaiming, “Thank you, Lord! I know I still have Your presence.”