Miss Hortense Robinson was a traditional midwife who lived and served in Belize. She spoke with the gentle patois of the Caribbean islands, laughed readily, loved red hibiscus flowers, and didn't miss a thing with her bright eyes. One of her oft-repeated phrases was "Have Fait."
Faith, to her, was the answer to many a dilemma.
But what does that mean? Blind, dogged trust in the unknowable? Do we say to people in the path of a hurricane to have faith? How realistic is that? Have faith in who or what, exactly? Is faith foolish? Does it serve a purpose in a rational (yet equally crazy) world? I have no answers, just many questions.