Leaders are rarely what we perceive them to be. The more we get to know them, the more we are disillusioned. I have experienced my fair share of disenchantment with religious leaders and I am sure that I have certainly burst some bubbles myself. Rarely, however, does one both experience disillusion and yet increase in one’s respect for an individual.
This occurred to me as I read Frank Schaeffer’s memoir of growing up in the household of Francis and Edith Schaeffer. I learned things about Francis and Edith that are shocking and painful to consider. At the same time, in spite of their obvious shortcomings, I grew in my respect for them. For my extended reflection, click HERE.

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