Had a lovely, hour-long chat with Francis Raffalovich October 13. The S*bucks where we met was unbelievably noisy, so I have my recording transcription work cut out for me.
A couple of reference photos I'll use as a basis for sketching:
Highlights for me?
His story about how he came late to a faith and practice, and kept working as a geophysicist to support his wife and three daughters while attending seminary at night.
His pragmatic, self-deprecating wit.
His gratitude for his fortunate life, and his amazement about the love and acceptance he feels from God.
(Note: When I write about people, I'll use their own terms for the divine or what sparks them. Hence for Francis, the term "God." For others, there may be other terms.)