I hate getting answers wrong.  I was notorious for and obnoxious even about arguing with my teachers in school over test questions.  I hated getting wrong answers.  The truth is, no one likes to be wrong.  But does the fear of being wrong hold you back?  Does it hold you back from living the very life God has called you to?  I know for me it often does.  But what about grace?  What if grace, this radical concept that is at the very core of the Christian faith, actually frees us to fail sometimes?