I've been thinking about it lately, I mean, where would the world be without an imaginary vision of what it could be and then we can go there in relationships to become what we imagine so in our natural senses a pleasure the way we use imagination to change our lives, but a limit as we enjoy the imagination so much we become addicted, we live on purer Pleasure and happiness able to be under the spell of this drug. But grace is much more powerful in its imaginative translation into reality. (From my point of view)

Since grace is what works for our best, I believe that when imagination catches up, I am not afraid in the sense that grace comes to salvation. Somehow this may become a reality, but there would be no way to measure the pain suffered with limitless imagination. Grace, however, is a much bigger and faster work than turning even imaginary pain into joy with limitless imagination.

Everyone has an imagination and yet grace is beyond societies' imagination of relationships should exist, so enjoying my inner grace will be beneficial, as grace is more powerful than everyone's imagination combined, and I have this grace.

In other words, in the invisible, the personally generated powers of grace and the sheer magnitude of their work, there is a reality outside and beyond my imagination, and though my imagination works for my benefit and my honor.