My children turn, spin, fall on the same difficulties, they can't understand, they can't comprehend my nature, the essence of God the father, this love given, which is only for all of them.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ I, Lord God , look at you with tenderness , I join you in your torments , in your choices , at every moment , always, I never break from you, I never break the love for you, I know your disappointments , as you live in this world that does not love you and does not belong to you.→ When I see my tormented children , I understand their difficulties , that there is light but they do not see it, that I am there , but they prefer to me what belongs to the world and to the flesh .
→ The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists .→ Stay away from the flattery , the illusions of the world , from what the world sows , from what corrupts you and makes you weak .→ My children are in charge of weights , burdens that oppress them everywhere , making them seduced , enraged , and attracted to nonexistent things .→ The preciousness , the wonder of my love for my children , is not deceptive , false , it is true and does not disappoint .→ This is the love that makes us meet , revealed , not illusory , in the fullness that I give to my children .
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