I admit that my soul is in a certain balance, that I do not intentionally offend God, but at the same time I am horrified to realize that I am absolutely incapable of loving more, and I am beginning to understand what is the meaning of my smallness and wretchedness. … My wretchedness attracts his power, my wounds powerfully call out to him, upon my nothingness he pours forth his omnipotence in abundance. This encounter of God's omnipotence with human nothingness is the greatest miracle of creation.
(Carlo Carretto /1910–1988/, Letters from the Desert)
