If You Want a Normal Human Life
You might have to fight for it. And you might have to take a mystic jailbreak too.
The moment I allow my heart to feel this void, to have this conversation, a miracle occurs
Frank Schaeffer, a New York Times bestselling author of more than a dozen fiction and nonfiction books, is not a normal person. I remember when he first stayed with us in our apartment here in New York City. In the middle of the night, I noticed a rustle in my kitchen. I staggered there and found Frank sitting at our kitchen table, typing, with his back straight and city lights in the background. He was raptured by stories and other things our world is made of. He does this every night.
Frank’s life is packed with twelve lifetimes. In the last fifty years of American political, religious, and art history, he appears randomly like Waldo and fiercely like a prophet. Frank is mad. Frank is loving. Frank is an extremist. Franks goes to bed at eight pm. Frank is lucid. And Frank speaks frankly.
This is Frank…
