Defending Wayne


When a man stands up for something, you can be certain that others will try to make him sit back down. When he refuses, it’s his character that suddenly finds itself in the crosshairs.

You probably have never heard of Wayne Grudem but if you pay any attention to national politics, you’re about to hear a lot about him. And my guess is that most of what you hear won’t be good.

Wayne Grudem isn’t a politician. He’s a seminary professor and author. His most notable work is called Systematic Theology: An Introduction to Biblical Doctrine. If you’ve spent any time in a quality Christian college or seminary, you’ve come across this book. But none of that has anything to do with why you’ll be hearing Wayne Grudem’s name.

Wayne Grudem is a complementarian. That means that he believes that a husband should do the job of leading is wife and children. Well, that’s the actual definition. Progressives would use a different one. To them, a complementarian is someone who sits on the couch all day telling his woman to get him another beer while he considers his next rape victim.

Along with writing books, Wayne Grudem serves as a religious liberty adviser for presidential candidate Marco Rubio. That’s why you’re going to be hearing Wayne Grudem’s name a lot.

In fact, it’s already happened.

Time Magazine calls him “controversial.” One blogger says that he, “limits women.” As Rubio’s numbers continue to rise, you can expect more people to attack Wayne Grudem. When politicians shine a light on religious men who stand with conviction, you can always expect the character attacks to follow.

But rather than listening to all of the attacks and misinformation, perhaps we should look at the man himself. In doing so, we might just get a good picture of what it really means for a man to lead his family.

Wayne Grudem was a department chair at a major evangelical seminary in the Chicago area. For his field, it was a dream job. You could say that it was like coaching the New England Patriots, minus all of the cheating of course. He had the job that hundreds of Bible scholars would love to have.

But all wasn’t well. Wayne’s wife was sick and the Chicago climate made her illness worse. A job opened up for Wayne in Arizona, a climate that had already proven to be much more friendly to his ailing wife. Here’s how Grudem handled the decision of walking away from his dream job of 20 years and moving to a new place to work at a school that few had even heard of.

“On September 19, 2000, when we were in the middle of this thinking process, I came to Ephesians 5:28, ‘Even so, husbands should love their wives as their own bodies.’ If I were living with the pain in my body that Margaret is living with, I thought, would I move for the sake of my health? Yes, I would. So, if I were to love my own wife as I love my own body, then shouldn’t I move for the sake of Margaret? It seemed an unmistakable implication of this verse.”

That sounds nothing like the caveman that Wayne Grudem and other complimentarians are often presented to be. It sounds more like a man who loves his wife enough to lead her and make personal sacrifices for her good.

But the decision making process wasn’t over for the Grudem’s. Wayne wanted desperately to avoid the leadership mistakes that he had made earlier in their marriage.

“At that time, I thought that God wanted me to teach at a seminary, and though I had asked Margaret what she thought, I did not honestly listen. I think that I failed to understand that though the husband is head of the wife, as Christ is head of the church (Ephesians 5:23), a well functioning head has ears. Perhaps if I had listened more, and involved her more in the process, many of the details of the decision would have been different.”

Now wait just a minute! Wayne Grudem didn’t drag his wife by her hair all the way from Chicago to Arizona?

Grudem has endorsed Marco Rubio for president. I have not. But I am endorsing Wayne Grudem. Not for president but rather for a man who we would all be better of having listened to and read.

In the coming weeks you will be told that Wayne Grudem is against women. As his own life story shows, he is not. What he is against is feminism. You know, that failed worldview that virtually demonized all sex, scares men out of even thinking about approaching a woman without first signing a contract of mutual engagement and that has led many women to put aside the so-called ball and chain of an apron and trade it in for the much heavier one that comes with grabbing for more and more power.

So to put it another way, Wayne Grudem is very much for women. If you don’t believe me, just ask his wife. You can look for them the next time you’re in Arizona.

Everything My Son Will Ever Need To Know About Politics, He Learned On Tuesday


Everything my son will ever need to know about politics, he learned on Tuesday.

He was in one of those moods where he asks hundreds of questions. Who am I kidding? He’s always in one of those moods. This time, the questions were about politics.

Who was the best president ever?

Who was the best president in your lifetime?

Who was the worst president ever?

Who was the worst president in your lifetime?

I answered every one of those questions with complete honesty and a thorough explanation. If the NSA was listening in on our conversation, they’ll be paying me a visit pretty soon. It’s been nice knowing you. I’ll tell Dinesh D’Souza you said hello.

We were on our way to vote. Well, me. Not him. Kids his age only get to vote in Chicago. This isn’t Chicago.

When we walked in to vote, I saw an old friend and we made small talk. I walked over to get my voting card and met the folks in charge of making sure that people only vote once. Like I said, this isn’t Chicago.

My son stood perfectly still as I cast my votes. He was fascinated by the computer screen and the names I put a big X next to. He was even more fascinated by the names I wrote-in. That’s always been a philosophy of mine. I never vote for someone I know nothing about and I never vote for the lesser of two evils. To put it another way, I vote for a lot of write-in candidates.

My son was a statue. I don’t think that he even blinked. I could overhear the workers commenting on how well-behaved he was. I was proud. When we walked out, a man handed me a sticker. It had a peach on it and said something about me being a Georgia voter. And then the man handed my son the same sticker, even though he didn’t vote. The man said that any kid as well behaved as him deserves a sticker.

On the way out, my son asked me why I wrote in so many names. He wanted to know what would happen if Thomas Jefferson and Gregg Allman really did get elected to public office. I told him that they didn’t have a chance to win but that it’s better to vote for someone who can’t win than it is to vote for someone who will win and do all of the wrong things.

Later that night we went to a party. It was for a friend who was running for office. He’s one of the good guys. The kind with a name that you are proud to put an X by.

The results for his race were coming in slow and the hour was growing late. The kids were sleepy. When we got home, we listened to the radio while we were getting ready for bed. Finally, the news broke.

Our friend won.

My kids cheered.

And then we prayed for our friend.

Everything my son needs to know about politics, he learned on Tuesday.

He learned that sometimes your only option is one that was never given to you in the first place.

He learned that sometimes the good guys really do win in politics.

And he learned that no matter how good or bad the elected official is, whether we like him or oppose him, we pray for him.

Even if he’s from Chicago.