Faith names the confident feeling that a chosen state already exists and holds, kept even while the eyes report the opposite. Belief in a far-off deity moves nothing. What draws the invisible into form is conviction, and conviction alone, because a doubting mind gives the power nothing to work with.
To believe that he is means to feel the wished-for condition as a present fact, not a someday. To seek diligently is to keep living from that end steadily, without slipping back to the lack between times. The reward comes as the natural yield of assumption maintained, never as payment for pleading. A state held with quiet certainty ripens into the life that matches it, and the man who trusts the unseen as already done is the man it comes to.