Only when I stopped supposing something that was the case was not so, did I understand that whatever Jesus is, was not made out of whatever God is not: that his seen goodness and mercy were not—could not be—made from any but the invisible source and Father of goodness and mercy.
Despite what anyone might believe, pretenses and concepts exist purely in the visible realm; which is to say sprout purely from the mind of man.
To pretend is to make so that which is not; making what is seen appear from what was merely already visible. Whatever one pretends to see is no less visible for appearing so only to him. Whatever one pretends to see is no less visible for being a lie.
A concept, on the other hand—but no less a sleight of hand—is making what is seen invisible. It is to make a field of bluebonnets a field of mere necessity or mathematics rather than a sky looking upward to the ocean waiting for the glory of God to cross. Whatever is a concept is no less visible a thing for being a poor concept; for being conceptual. Neither of these, one a lie, one a merest fact, has anything to do with faith, which is understanding that what is not visible makes what is seen.