It's Good To Be Here

"I can't walk; I can't sit up straight; I can't feed myself. If you and I meet, the first thing you notice will be my body crumpled in a wheelchair. Once I could at least sit up, but now my weak neck is bent over and my spine bent so much that my head falls heavily upon my left shoulder and my hunched back."

So writes Christina Chase, the twenty-first century Thérèse of Lisieux whose "littleness" is as humble as that of the Little Flower, but whose spiritual power is, by every discernible me...