My life is very little. "i can't walk; i can't sit up straight; i can't feed myself. If you and I meet, the first thing you'll 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 is bent so much that my head falls heavily upon my left shoulder and my hunched back." So writes Christina Chase, the twenty-first century Therese of Lisieux whose "Littleness" is humbler even than that of the Little Flower, but whose spiritual power is, by every discernible measure, of comparable intensity. Crippled though she is, Christina's fearful disabilities have led her not into anger, bitterness, or despair, but rather into a profound and exceptional encounter with God's love itself - an encounter that you, too, can experience through the gentle allure of Christina's witness. Locked now for decades within her own fragile, helpless body, Christina has been graced with extraordinary insights into the similar helplessness of Je..