My God, now more than ever I am before You. I am always before You. Until now, I have been more within myself and have seen myself. Now You somehow allow me to lose myself, as if I were ceasing to exist, ceasing to be the one I have been until now. I no longer know how to be that one and I cannot yet be another, the way You want me to be. (…) Help me find myself and help me meet You within myself. And as long as I must lose myself in the darkness of my own being, hold my hand like Your child, let me understand You and Your workings also through the people You have placed on my path…
(Karol Wojtyła, correspondence, excerpt from a prayer for Wanda Półtawska, February 13, 1963)
