Primitive Christianity Revived, Again
Like a thorn in your side is the prophet in the midst. It refuses to budge, like the splinter under your skin. A persistent irritation at least but, more likely, acute inflammation is the dreaded effect of this dis-ease.
No wonder religion has not been good to, let alone understanding of, the prophet in the midst. "He was too far ahead of his time" or "She just couldn't accept the way things are" is the historical/hysterical explanation for the impending backlash. And the unarmed prophet, as opposed to the militant revolutionary, is condemned as an enemy combatant.
Moral advancement has led to disownment, rather than death, for today's prophet in the midst. For you will not long tolerate the thorn, splinter or abrasion in the Meeting that has settled itself into worship by the like-minded. You can not include, as an affiliate or even a preparative meeting to someday be, in your midst those who harken to a Prophet, as well as a Presence.
Your corporate sense of unity, as conformity, assures you that homosexuality and same-sex unions are what need to change, not the Meeting. Your "Presence in the Midst" gives you the authority to condone personal rejection and ostracism in a Religious Society of Friends. Yet, for those who find it necessary to wait upon the Inward Teacher for guidance in handling matters of disunity, you prefer a "gospel", not "Good News", ordering of your Meeting.
Still, the prophets have always been the ones who witness for, not against, the sake of the beloved community. They witness to a day of visitation that encourages transformation, even from good to better. It is, however, their presence that is vanishing from the misty picture of Quakerism.