Posts by Mario Luis Matos

I have spent much of my life feeling like the prodigal son who squandered his Father’s gifts. I was raised in a Christian tradition that often made me believe my worth depended on how well I followed the rules. Like many emerging leaders I serve in the barrios of Santo Domingo, I learned to see God as a strict master who expected perfection, not as a loving father who runs toward his lost child with open arms. I was always trying to earn my place, afraid that I had already lost it.