On a certain day, long ago, I awoke and said: "Another day ... If only I could sleep all day ... Sleep is so comfortable ... I'd like to go back to sleep ... But the pain makes it impossible ..."

"Another day ... I'll get up and do something. What shall I do? What do I ever do? No purpose... no reason ... If I could only do something, I might get my mind off this pain.

"Another day ... I must begin with prayer ... Sometimes I wonder if it does any good. Sometimes I'm sure that if I didn't pray I would go insane. Sometimes I doubt ... Sometimes I don't believe in anything, but I must pray ... I must ... There is nowhere else to turn. Some of the others say that it's no use ... But I am helpless ... I must pray."

On a certain day, long ago, I awoke with these thoughts on my mind. My name is uni…