“You will never stop enough pucks. You will never have enough stats. You will never land on enough covers. Never. Because the problem isn’t up here.” He pointed at Wyatt’s head. “It’s in here.” He poked now at Wyatt’s chest. “You need to hear the same thing my wife said to me. You will not be free of the striving until you hear the voice of your true Father telling you that you are loved. You are delighted in. You are enough, Wyatt.”
