This past week, as the cheerleader sits tied up and in dire straights, her mom attempts comfort by saying that Dad will come save them. Based on what, the cheerleader wants to know.
Faith, says mom.
This, in face of the news that Dad may well be the cause of their danger, that Dad has been lying about his job, that Dad may be the one that gave Mom her brain aneurysm that will likely take her life.
Because of what I have seen in the past, is the simple answer given by this simple woman.
Faith is based on things seen.
Interesting insight, especially as it comes from someone that calls her dog Mr. Muggles. (Even worse, from someone that calls that ball of barking fur a dog at all.)
No wonder that when G-d would ask his people in the Old Testament to have faith, he most often started with the word, “Remember.”
Earl Palmer says that the call of the artist is contained more in that word from G-d than anything else. We are called to remember, and to help our audience, our people, remember.
We are called to faith.
Oh, and not to give out spoilers or anything, but Dad shows up.
Just my thoughts,