Faith being what?

I was getting ready to post yesterday and I came here and blogger had been shut down for maintenance. Buggers...
Anyways.
Rachel and I have decided that one way we will raise money for Master Works (crazy month long theater camp. I'm tellin ya Sixth, you should totally come see some crazy good Shakespeare), is to put on a benefit performance. So we are putting on a two man show. On Tuesday. I am terrified. I still don't know for sure what we are doing. We have flyers and posters and postcards. We are telling everyone we know to tell everyone they know. We got the recital hall at the college reserved for us and they are letting us use it for free. We. Are. Insane. And scared witless. Hhhmm...yeah. Pretty much really afraid.
But hey! I have my graduation ceremony on Saturday! I'm so happy *does Frodo chicken dance*

And I haven't heard back from the Kansas Arts Grant people yet. I really need that money a lot, lot, lot. I heard from Master Works today though! Sort of. Got an email from the director. He seems like a jolly fellow who won't mind the weird, large, and over dramatic words that I tend to speak with. Unless I'm dumbing myself down, which I don't like to do. It's stupid and pointless. But whatever.

Faith is the evidence of things unseen. So what is faith? I'm trying to figure this out in my mind. I've become so comfortable in my faith that I don't even know what it is anymore. Carl and I (and everyone else I suppose) had a very interesting discussion at Bible study last night. About faith and predestination and free will. The last two don't really interest me. If we are predestined and do not have free will (neither which I believe. Well...sort of the first one but it gets long to explain so I won't at the moment), doesn't really matter because you can't change it either way. But the whole "Faith is the evidence of things unseen." If faith is the evidence and evidence is faith then what really is faith besides the evidence? And if we don't understand what faith really is than how can we have evidence of things unseen - meaning God - and so how can we have faith? Its a little complicated in my own mind and I'm sure you are just sort of staring at that paragraph wondering what weed I'm smoking. None, I assure you. I have run two miles, cleaned my van, eaten two pancakes, and drank a glass of milk. Thats been my day so far.

Anyways. Things that will perhaps cause you to question essentials of life in your own mind. Perhaps...perhaps...
-Shell