Ever wonder where the imagination comes from? Does it come from the mind or the soul?

A friend recently told me, "even though my father is gone, I learn about him everyday." Which is such a true statement. Everyday QT learn about our parents, cause a part of our parents are in us. When my friend made that statement he was referring to how now he can understand why his father acted the way he did to certain circumstances. Even if one has never known your parents, you should just take a look at yourself, their in you.

So back to my previous question, where does our imagination come from? It has to be a hereditary trait from our heavenly father. Our heavenly father inspires us to create. Look at the giraffe.

Another question I'll leave you with. What other trait did you inherit?