Faith- The End Visualized

Wait, can a man supplement resolve with faith?? I just realized that if I cast aside the pain of all the days my soulmate did not arrive and focus on the fact that she will, every day becomes one more opportunity to become my best self for her when she arrives, an opportunity in a field that grows smaller every day. If I have faith that this will happen, then visualizing that it will happen is not only not outside of reasonableness, but it is a useful tool that I imagine she requests I pick up- it is simply planning for the future imminently upon me. 

How deeply can such an understanding influence things? Could such a tangible understanding of what will occur heal the body, since the body needs to be healed to strengthen and take proper form? Could this understanding cast off addictions that I would prefer not to have, as my path diverges from the path they are on? Could it focus me on working diligently to clear debts before this end? Could I write in joy and with a skill as of yet unseen for the realization that she will read my words soon, if she has not already? Honestly is there any limit as to what might be accomplished, given that my faith is that God has not steered me wrong in this aim, and is guiding me toward this juncture? I do not believe there is a limit to what God can do, and so there would not be a limit to what God can do in me to prepare me for when my soulmate and I meet and then walk together. While uncertainty, bluffs, and delays have unbalanced me in the past, I realize that it is faith that counters these, faith that this end is now certain, and in picturing an outcome upcoming rather than one that may be, I realize I have to get ready. 

I already feel some of my anxiety falling away; this is not a train that is easily missed as it speeds by, this is a train barreling down the track for me specifically. I need not concern myself with these furiously shifting tides, only focus on the shore she stands on, the shore this ship will certainly reach. While I imagine she would gladly accept walking with me as I stitch my own loose ends, I can't help but feel it will be all the more amazing if she is flustered in the best possible way at the sight of me when she arrives, and the ease with which our steps fit together.