Mateo’s hands were shaking again. He set down the chipped coffee mug—the one with the faded baseball logo—and stared at his reflection in the dark kitchen window. He saw a forty-three-year-old man who had stopped believing in transformation a long time ago.
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’s hands were shaking again
Mateo smiles. “Yeah. I stayed.”
Elena noticed first. She found him washing the dishes without being asked. She heard him laugh with Daniel over a video game. One evening, she touched his arm—a simple gesture she had stopped making years ago—and said, “You’re different. Not perfect. But… present.” He opened to the first chapter
He nodded. “I’m being remade.”
And that, he finally understands, is the plan. Instead, they asked a question that lodged itself
But the words from Transformados En Su Imagen whispered in his mind: “La transformación comienza donde termina tu fuerza.” (Transformation begins where your strength ends.)