"Now -- here is my secret:
I tell it to you with an openness of heart that I doubt I shall ever achieve again, so I pray that you are in a quiet room as you hear these words. My secret is that I need God -- that I am sick and can no longer make it alone. I need God to help me give, because I no longer seem to be capable of giving; to help me be kind, as I no longer seem capable of kindness; to help me love, as I seem beyond being able to love."
The depths of my soul shout in agreement. Even when I feel very far from Him, I know deep down that I need Him; that I will never not be able to live apart from Him. He is the only thing that makes sense of this awful world I live in and I can find strength only in Him.