The day which commenced with clouds and a little rain cleared off remarkably fine.
I attended Divine Service all day and heard Dr. Richmond1
preach two Sermons of a very quiet, peaceable kind. He also dined with us. He is
a clever man. Little of any remarkable kind happened. I was on the whole very happy.
Although now my feelings are not altogether free from care, yet it is not sufficient
to deprive me of any enjoyment, and my situation sometimes makes me feel melancholy
from the idea that it is only a little too happy. That I am hardly deserving of so
much and such long continued favour. My life has been hitherto for the most part an
unclouded one. My troubles have been caused by myself and in reviewing the past, I
cannot help being a little surprised to notice how many false notions, occasioned
most generally by excessive prosperity, have led me astray, and have caused a penance
often more severe in appearance than the original offence, but the lessons have not
been useless as I hope. For they have been much reflected upon.