The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ The world is overbearing, does not lead or attract you to me.

→ I am God, above all a passionate father, who rejoices in seeing his children who understand that they are loved by me, they look inside me and within themselves, they know my greatness in love, they activate within themselves that love they are looking for for a long time and have never been able to understand, because they were seduced by the world.
→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.
→ Love is the extraordinary encounter between me father and you children, overcoming these boundaries and the world, stopping on me, the eternal father, only with love, only with love.

→ Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.

→ 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 desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.

→ My children are not weak, fragile, they must recognize, understand that such poverty can be enriched in me, that all the miseries that surround them, overwhelm them, is not misery and is richness.
→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.

→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.

→ Do not be overwhelmed by the world.

→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.

→ Do not be fooled by the world.

→ Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.

→ The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.

→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.

→ My children don't feel loved.
→ Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
→ My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.

→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.

Recurrences in the text

→ The world is overbearing, does not lead or attract you to me.
→ My love for you will be understood when you will free yourself from what the world overwhelms you.
→ Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.
→ 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 desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
→ The world and the flesh live and feed themselves of this fragility and weakness of every man, and succeed to drag my children in a poverty which insists overbearingly in your life until crush and make tottering your existence in something of nonexistent, in a poverty which has relation with the anger, the disappointment and every kind of illness and vanity.
→ In the adventure of the world you can realize that the world is just vain.
→ Do not be overwhelmed by the world.
→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.
→ Do not be fooled by the world.
→ You have resources and riches greater than the world.
→ Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
→ The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.
→ My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.
→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.
→ My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.
→ You are conditioned, bombed and involved by the world.