by Sister Spero

Why don’t I pray? I remember the sermons about prayer being a light switch. The electricity is always turned on, but we have to activate the switch. Many times I go around in the dark, proud of myself that I can navigate in the dark without sight. It’s only when I trip over something, or the room seems unfamiliar, that I turn on the light. How different it would be if I kept the light on all the time. But I don’t. Why?