If my house were burning to the ground and my family was safely outside, there’d be one book in my library I’d most hope to save from the fire: a paperback of Edith Schaeffer’s 1975 book What is a Family? Mrs. Schaeffer (as she’s still known in L’Abri circles) signed this particular edition for me when she was in the States visiting friends nearly ten years ago. In her characteristic fashion, she’d drawn mountains in the background with birds flying over them and wrote a brief personal note for me beneath it. The picture below makes an interesting contrast to Francis Beckwith’s signed book, which was given to him 19 years before and was written with a far steadier hand.

Receiving a book signed by Mrs. Schaeffer was, for me, like coming face-to-face with a hero from another world. Meeting the Schaeffers ranked in my mind alongside meeting C.S. Lewis or G.K. Chesterton, so the thought of actually receiving a book signed by one of them addressed to me… it meant more than I can say and still does to this day. I first discovered the Schaeffers’ books when I picked up Francis’s Escape from Reason in 8th grade in the church library. Even though I didn’t get much, what I got was opened doors I’d never known existed. Having grown up in a fundamentalist dispensational church, the Schaeffers were the ones who introduced me to the fullness of the Gospel, to the idea that (as a friend would later explain it to me) the scope of God’s redemptive work is just as broad as the scope of his created work. There’s nothing in creation left untouched by the Gospel. Additionally, the Schaeffers taught me to love the beauty of God’s creation and about our responsibility to steward it with affection. They gave me license to love the world, to love the good things that God had made and to recognize that there was no conflict between loving creation and creator.

Additionally, as one of the many millennials to grow up in the church and become disillusioned with it, the Schaeffers, along with C.S. Lewis, were the orthodox voices that stayed with me as I studied more liberal brands of Christianity (I entered college in 2007 right as Brian McLaren was becoming a prominent figure in Christian circles) and even considered abandoning the church entirely during my late high-school and early college years. In fact, it was two summer terms spent at the Rochester L’Abri with two couples that had lived with and been mentored by the Schaeffers that were pivotal in my remaining in the church and finding my way to the Reformed stripe of evangelicalism that continues to be my church home to this day. My debt to the Schaeffers is immense.

Of course, I’m not alone in that respect. The Schaeffers’ influence on evangelicalism as a whole was enormous, which explains the multitude of tribute pieces being published since Edith’s death last Saturday at age 98. However, most of the people influenced by the Schaeffers are quite a bit older than me. Since Francis’s death in 1984, the Schaeffers have been largely forgotten by younger evangelicals. Schaeffer’s books have grown increasingly neglected (though a few have been reprinted in the past few years), and L’Abri, though it continues to function (and thank God for that) does not have nearly the recognition and cache within evangelicalism that it did 30 years ago. Perhaps the best way to capture the decline of the Schaeffer’s popularity is to compare their current name recognition to that of C.S. Lewis. It was only 15 years ago that two Methodist scholars wrote a book comparing and contrasting Francis Schaeffer and C.S. Lewis while claiming that the two men were the most important apologists of the 20th century. 15 years later, Lewis’s name still commands enormous respect in evangelical circles. Schaeffer’s, in contrast has been largely forgotten. I suspect that when most people heard of Edith’s death last week they were thrown back 30 or 40 years to the first time they read a Schaeffer book before thinking “I didn’t realize she was still alive.”

So while my story of being influenced by the Schaeffers is common amongst American evangelicals, it’s markedly less common among millennial evangelicals, most of whom were (like me) born after Dr. Schaeffer succumbed to cancer nearly 30 years ago. If evangelicals my age know anything of the Schaeffers, it’s more likely to be what’s told in Frank Schaeffer’s memoirs Crazy for God and Sex, Mom, and God. In those books, Frank paints a picture of his parents that is a striking contrast to the picture many older evangelicals had of the remarkable couple. Frank describes his father as a verbally and sometimes physically abusive man tortured by his religious convictions while Edith becomes a neurotic self-righteous religious nut obsessed with keeping up appearances. Regarding the accuracy of those memoirs, I can do no better than Os Guinness’s definitive takedown published in Books & Culture when Crazy for God was first published.

But even so, as Guinness himself notes, the books have struck a nerve amongst evangelicals and been received much more warmly by younger Christians, a fact that I find extremely sad. Of course, understanding that positive reaction is not difficult: There are few things we enjoy more than seeing through a person we once thought virtuous and discovering that they’re just as flawed and broken as we are. And millennial evangelicals who have been burned by the church tend to be especially fond of such narratives because they confirm our already-held suspicion about the virtue of church leaders. And when those fallen heroes are people that were especially revered by the churches we grew up in…well, even better.

As a result, Frank’s memoirs leave younger Christians us with an uncomfortable dilemma–what do we make of the lives and works of Francis and Edith Schaeffer? It’s true, I’m afraid, that boomer evangelicals often revered them to the point of setting them on an unrealistic pedestal as the perfect, flawless great white hope of the Christian faith. Yet if we allow Frank’s books to so color our perception of them that we see nothing of what our parents saw in them then we will have robbed ourselves of the chance to be helped and mentored by two people who God clearly blessed and who he used to accomplish great things for his church.

Without the Schaeffers, I sincerely wonder if we’d have magazines like Relevant and Cardus or journals like Books & Culture or the Mars Hill Audio Journal. I know that the nonprofit Ransom Fellowship, run by two very dear friends of mine, would not exist as it does. And even as some of the work they inspired has fallen out of favor in recent years (most notably the Christian worldview movement spearheaded by Charles Colson and Nancy Pearcey), I suspect its critics would not be nearly so well equipped to address the movement’s shortcomings were it not for the trailblazing work of the Schaeffers. After all, the worldview movement’s most astute critic, Jamie Smith, is drawing from the same (reformed) theological well as the Schaeffers.

The Schaeffers made it possible in a way it had not been before to be thoughtfully engaged with (and even delighted by) much of popular culture while still holding to Christian orthodoxy. That is a tremendous accomplishment when one considers that today’s evangelicals are, by and large, the theological descendants of fundamentalists who emphasized separation from the world. When Francis Schaeffer first came to Wheaton in 1968, he spoke on the music of The Rolling Stones and The Beatles and Pink Floyd. He talked about the films of Bergman and Antonioni–and at a time when Wheaton’s honor code forbade students from seeing any movies at all! That the Schaeffers accomplished such an enormous cultural work while also modeling a tremendously generous, sacrificial hospitality at L’Abri that imaged the Gospel to thousands of guests over nearly 30 years is nothing short of remarkable.

What I saw in the Schaeffers, and what I hope many of my peers will come to see as well is that the Schaeffers were imperfect people who God used in great and significant ways to train his church in a greater fidelity to the Gospel, a deeper love of creation, and a deep, profound desire to create places of warmth and hospitality where friends and strangers alike can be received as loved and honored guests.

Recommended reading:
If you want to learn more about the Schaeffers’ life and work, you’ll do no better than to begin with Edith’s book L’Abri, which tells the story of how L’Abri began. You should then move on to True Spirituality by Francis, which describes the spiritual underpinnings that formed their lives and work at L’Abri. Francis’ trilogy–The God Who Is There, Escape from Reason, and He Is There and He Is Not Silent is interesting and useful in a general way, although Schaeffer was addressing the 1960s counter-culture so some of the material is quite dated at this point. Additionally, Schaeffer did not have access to a regular library at L’Abri because they couldn’t afford books and he was not an academically-trained scholar by any stretch, so some parts of the book are problematic and may drive a specialist up the wall. (I’m thinking particularly of his treatments of Aquinas and Kierkegaard.) Even so, the most instructive aspect of the Schaeffers’ life and work may not be the specific components of their thought so much as their orientation toward those outside the church–warm, welcoming, yet uncompromising in their commitment to Christian orthodoxy. It’s a rare combination that might best be described by borrowing John Piper’s wonderful phrase he used to describe John Newton: “the tough roots of habitual tenderness.” Beyond those four books by Francis, I’d also warmly commend Death in the City and The Mark of a Christian. (There never has been and never will be a book that so radically changes my life as The Mark of a Christian.) Additionally, Edith’s books on prayer and creativity (The Life of Prayer and Forever Music, respectively) are very good. If you’re interested in hospitality, you should also read The Hidden Art of Homemaking while doing your darnedest not to be put off by the title. And if you really want to learn more about the Schaeffers, you can read The Tapestry, which is an autobiography written by Edith two years before Francis’s death in 1984.

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Jake Meador is the editor-in-chief of Mere Orthodoxy. He is a 2010 graduate of the University of Nebraska-Lincoln where he studied English and History. He lives in Lincoln, NE with his wife Joie, their daughter Davy Joy, and sons Wendell, Austin, and Ambrose. Jake's writing has appeared in Commonweal, Christianity Today, Fare Forward, the University Bookman, Books & Culture, First Things, National Review, Front Porch Republic, and The Run of Play and he has written or contributed to several books, including "In Search of the Common Good," "What Are Christians For?" (both with InterVarsity Press), "A Protestant Christendom?" (with Davenant Press), and "Telling the Stories Right" (with the Front Porch Republic Press).


  1. I am right in the age zone where I knew about Schaeffers but I was too young to have read anything when they were popular. So like Jake suggests I read Crazy for God and then Sex, God and Mom. I have since read several of Francis’ shorter books (The Mark of a Christian and Art and the Bible) and have picked up a biography of Francis.

    But I don’t see Frank’s books as demeaning. I think Os Guinness certainly has a right to counter Frank (Os was older and an adult in L’Abri when Frank was still a child), but that doesn’t mean that Frank should be silenced either.

    As an evangelical reading Frank’s book I think there are clearly things he is either intentionally missing or just doesn’t get about Evangelicals. But that doesn’t mean I don’t think there is value in listening to him.

    What really made me want to respond though is that Jake seems to want to have an either/or model of looking at our Christian heroes. Either they are great saints or fallen. As evangelicals we should know that there are no humans that are perfect saints. All are fallen. We should embrace them in their fallenness as a sign that God can use fallen people.

    That is what I have appriciated so much about Lyle Dorsett as a biographer. He writes biographies about great Christians while maintaining their fallenness. But that is exactly what I hear people complaining about at the same time. Many people do not want biography, they want haigiography.

    But I don’t think haigioraphy does anything for the christian spirit. I think it harms Christians because it has the potential to make people think that it was the peson and not God’s use of the fallen person that actually made them who they are.

    So I celebrate Francis and Edith and the work that they did. But I also want to celebrate Frank’s picture of them as fallen.


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  3. Love the connections to other ministries that built on the L’Abri work. How about linking to Mars Hill Audio site? http://www.marshillaudio.org/Journal/Sample.aspx

    Very good work all around…


  4. Nice tribute, Jake. Mrs S was a very dear person, strong and intelligent, energetic and welcoming, whose gifts were as essential to the formation of L’Abri as her husband’s. They are not perfect but they were used of God, something about which I am both a witness and very grateful.


  5. Very nice article about a wonderful lady that was very instrumental in a great pro-life movement with her husband. I wish their son Franky really meant what he said in the last line of his recent tribute to his mother when he implied that she tried to get him to realize the value of prayer and that he finally saw the light and realized she was right.


  6. […] would have us see is that as long as we insist on going our own way—lighting our own sparks, as Edith Schaeffer was fond of saying—we are doomed to despair. But Christ’s Easter Resurrection and the promise […]


  7. […] would have us see is that as long as we insist on going our own way—lighting our own sparks, as Edith Schaeffer was fond of saying—we are doomed to despair. But Christ’s Easter Resurrection and the promise […]


  8. Just came across your article on this day marking Edith Schaeffer’s 103 birthday. I loved reading how you found encouragement and help via the books and Rochester L’Abri. FYI, Mrs S hated that title of HA of Homemaking, as well, but the publisher added the of Homemaking phrase to the title, which almost undoes the whole point of the book, but… Lots to think about here. I actually think that, existentially and self-consciously, Edith Schaeffer completes the modern philosophical approach in He is There and is not Silent, adding the category of aesthetics to morality and epistemology. In that way, HA is an extension of True Spirituality, which uses the term ‘beauty’ as a kind of evidence of the Christian life lived well.


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