"Can I get Jesus points?" wonders my nephew. "Jesus points?" Ah - indulgences. After dinner, I wandered toward the living room, intent on corralling the first teen I encountered into helping cleaning up from dinner. "Scout Boy, would you empty the dishwasher?" "Uh...." "You can get Jesus points." I offered. For that, he'd empty. When he hit his toe on the stove, and moaned, I suggested he offer it up. "Huh?" "Redemptive suffering, you can offer it up for someone else's suffering," I explained. "I get it. Buy one, get one!"
Worse still than Bonhoeffer's cheap grace - BOGO grace?