God came to visit today. Took his skin off, changed his skeleton into a galaxy. Dressed himself in mists adorned himself with finches and stars, and joined me for a latte. Neither of us spoke much. What we shared was simple: A longing, a joy, a vulnerability
[I] was early convinced in my mind that true Religion consists in an inward life, wherein the Heart doth Love and Reverence God the Creator, and learn to exercise true Justice and Goodness, not only toward all men, but also toward the Brute Creatures.
George Fox described himself during his early adulthood as “a man of sorrows in the times of the first workings of the Lord in me.” Shortly later, he stated, “After this did a pure fire appear in me, a spiritual discerning came into me.” By the following year, while he was 24, a major transformation had occurred, “In the year 1648, as I was sitting in a Friend’s house . . .