My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves , to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more , I, the Lord , present myself , call you by name and ask you for love .→ From you I do not want torments , judgments , empty words , confused , throwing here and there in the world , I want words that go beyond the sound , calling me father and dad .→ I, the Lord , wish that you love in joy , without sorrow , that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety .→ I delicately ask to you love , until you reach me, the father who understands your levels , is near you with care , listens and transforms everything in love .
→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly , in anguish , it has no law , no rule of love , it uses means that overwhelm , it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction , it uses my son , it takes possession of my son without delicacy , without gentleness , without love , it struggles to possess , to use my son with pain , with torment and with breathlessness .
→ You are right to refuse the voice that gives fault , because it does not love .→ Love justifies , forgives , does not give fault , does not blame , does not threaten .→ Pain is an invitation , it is not a sign of guilt , it is not definitive , it is not a condemnation .→ I invite to love , I do not condemn .→ I know the difficulties of the world and justify .→ You can find the truth , which is me and my love .
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