We are only days away from the 80th anniversary of death of Dietrich Bonhoeffer's. I knew nothing of him as I grew up in post war Britain and attended a Baptist church and Sunday School. I heard of Livingstone, Chalmers and many other heroes of the faith, but not of Bonhoeffer. It was only towards the end of the last century that it became a familiar name. He was an outstanding example of how to live the Christian life within a world where compromise comes all too easy.
Disdaining the notion of 'cheap grace', he taught instead, 'costly discipleship'. In Bonhoeffer's day it was all too easy to accept Naziism, as many Christians and churches did. Speaking out against it was to ask for exclusion and criticism from Christians that were expected to be supportive. Recently I have watched two programmes about the use of BSL as a language for the deaf. The second programme was a film called Reunion which drives home how deaf people can become marginalised.
Grace is not cheap. Yes, I believe that the gospel calls all into a living and loving relationship with himself free from rules and regulations. Access is by faith. One of my critics has said that in teaching that living under the New Covenant which has no rules, like 'cheap grace'. By that, I think he meant I was trivialising grace. But, I believe that God's wonderful offer of free salvation came at the enormous cost of the cross. As a recipient of such love I sing with Isaac Watts,
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were an offering far too small.
Love, so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life my all.
I do not believe that anyone who has come to see that it is through what Christ endured that we are offered salvation, that such a person could look at the cross and decide to live selfishly. My Jesus, spoke about those who would follow him, taking up their cross. For Bonhoeffer it meant ultimately dying for the things he believed in: treating Jews and black people with love and dignity. But, in many ways, he had already laid down his life years before his death.
We are called to love God wholeheartedly, and to love our neighbours as ourselves. I have become deeply concerned about how unkind so many of us are towards those whose sexuality is different from ours. If we proclaim a God of love who has open arms, but marginalise and even ostracise those whose natural sexual attraction differs from what we call normal, our actions betray our profession of faith. Love is more than a smile and a handshake at the door, it welcomes others as we would want to be welcomed. It offers them the best place at the table and the best seat in the house.
Over a million people in the UK have found the courage to confess themselves different, but that does not make them less, or dangerous. I am not one of them, and I wonder would I be able to face the loss of friends and family, and a place in church.