François Esperet always has trouble getting through the security gates alone.
He prefers to be accompanied there or to take side roads.
That's how it is
," he admits fatalistically.
I don't like going to a restaurant alone when I'm the first, I always wait outside”
At 42, this Orthodox priest, married and father of six children, circulates freely among an increasingly constrained humanity.
His key: lucidity.
He is no fool.
This normalien tattooed like a convict, a former policeman investigating prostitutes and drug dealers, is never where you expect him.
On the set of Frédéric Taddeï, the other evening, he described – without make-up –
“the collection point where God comes to get us”
Later, he debated with a high-flying theologian about the
" character of the Spirit for Christians,
"a breath on which no one can lay hands"
In the archives of France Inter, available ad vitam, we can listen to it, at the microphone of Vincent Josse, with
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