The quakes, as we called them, in the Phila area never talked about god, only about the Inner Light. I've been to a couple of meetings here in Central VA for various celebratory reasons of life or death but they always talked about god, never about the Inner Light. I like the Inner Light better.
But I don't call myself Quaker, and Dad, who did so self-identify, was an atheist albeit a conscientious objector in WWII. He got experimented on by, among others, look Jane, C. Everett Koop. Guess what? They didn't know how to cure the frostbite and hepatitis they gave him...