The realized man feels himself child, loved, complete, in the light and joined to me in an union of love, sweetness, light, he recognizes me, has absolute certainty that I am his father, that he is a child, he meets me, divides everything with me, is entirely mine, he needs nothing, sees clearly and moves in a distinct way.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ The realized man feels himself child , loved , complete , in the light and joined to me in an union of love , sweetness , light , he recognizes me, has absolute certainty that I am his father , that he is a child , he meets me, divides everything with me, is entirely mine , he needs nothing , sees clearly and moves in a distinct way .
→ I, Lord God and father , will transform torments into joy , fears in security , certainties , confusion in clarity , precision , the imperfection which makes you weak , overcome by the insistent forces of the world and the flesh .→ 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 .→ Whenever your thoughts torment you, pester you, think about me, father , that it is not worth that those thoughts overcome , confuse you, think of me even stronger and with a gentle force .→ I am the God of love , who loves children forever, in imperfection , in anguish , in the torments of life , and establishes with his children daily a dialogue , a union of love .
→ My child like you pursues , needs to reach a tormented , sick love , that is not, does not exists , does not make happy and that is the world .→ Every day my child awaits moments of greater love , that will not come without me, he fights and survives in the torments of the flesh and the world .→ 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.
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