The sin that has hunted Josh Hamilton since he was a teenager found him, again. I whispered a prayer under my breath: “Father, lavish your mercy on Josh Hamilton and his family. And have mercy on us. Let us never forget what hunts us.” I’m a big fan of our national pastime. I’m a big fan of Josh Hamilton. And like Josh Hamilton, I am also hunted. I’m well aware that something hunts me, something deadly, an enemy I can only shake by unilateral grace: sin.