We’ve broken the world. And each of us is responsible. Down deep in our souls lies a little rebel that sometimes whispers and sometimes yells for us to go our own way. Inevitably, when we do, we stumble into a moral morass. We think things we shouldn’t think; we do things we shouldn’t do; we say things we shouldn’t say. And destructive consequences always follow: broken promises, broken relationships, broken hearts. With so much brokenness surrounding us, we’re often tempted to believe that hope is gone. It’s not—not if we’re willing to accept grace.