George’s journey
A retelling for children of all ages
This is a story about George Fox,
Who wore a broad-brimmed hat
And long white socks.
He set out on a journey,
A long and lonely search,
For the source of truth and peace
He couldn’t find in church.
He went to talk with priests,
But was unmoved by what they spoke,
So instead, he went to listen
To the thoughts of common folk.
After years of conversations,
George felt really sad,
And asked ‘Why do I feel like this?
I haven’t been bad.’
Then from deep within him
He heard a voice reply;
‘It’s so you can help others’.
And George let out a sigh.
Instead of hurt and worry,
George felt full of love and light,
And felt moved to climb a mountain,
Which was really quite a height.
When he reached the top of it,
He shouted out ‘WAHOOO!’
And hoped he could help other folk
To feel this feeling too.
He set off in a hurry,
With no time to spare at all,
And walked until he found a house,
Whose name was Swarthmoor Hall.
He’d heard that there, there might be one
Who’d hear what he could tell,
And so it was, that George was led
To mighty Margaret Fell.
Next day they went to church
And George stood on his pew,
And said ‘I know what Christ has said,
And the apostles too.
But all of us have insight;
We’re all children of the light,
I want to know what you can say?’
At this the church took fright.
The congregation threw him out
And beat him till he bled,
But Margaret Fell had been convinced
By what George Fox had said.
They’d need to do things differently,
And met the following week,
But this time met in silence
Out of which they all could speak.
And George stood up and told his tale,
Beginning at the start,
About his quest for peace and truth,
Which he’d found in his heart.
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