Mateo smiles. “Yeah. I stayed.”
But that morning, after shouting at his teenage son for leaving a wet towel on the floor— again —something broke in Mateo that was not his anger. It was his pride. He picked up the book. Mateo smiles
He opened to the first chapter. Berg’s words were not soft. They did not promise happiness in three easy steps. Instead, they asked a question that lodged itself in Mateo’s chest like a splinter: Are you trying to reform your old self, or are you allowing God to create a new one? Mateo smiles