Know that I never leave every my child, that I treat with love every my child and that I treat sweetly and delicately also the most desperate of my children.

Know that I never leave every my child, that I treat with love every my child and that I treat sweetly and delicately also the most desperate of my children.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Day after day my children live bombarded by situations they don't want and find themselves living.

→ Every man can reach the destination, the goal and what is timeless.

→ I already shine.

→ You are children again and again.

→ I have put invaluable treasures in you since creation.

→ Think that your father never leaves you alone, that you have not been created to be prisoners, that you are free and children of the father.

→ Do not be afraid.

→ You are mine and marvelous.

→ The purpose, the end of my children's existence, is the love between me and them discovered, sought, recognized, appeared, accomplished and realized.

→ Know that I never leave every my child, that I treat with love every my child and that I treat sweetly and delicately also the most desperate of my children.

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

→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.

→ 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.

→ My thoughts of love are indestructible.

→ Go away from evil thoughts, from the world, from flesh, and from what is visible.

→ Happy are those who seek truth, who live in truth and recognize the absolute and eternal truth that I am.

→ Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed, molded by me, who abandon themselves, trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.

Recurrences in the text

→ Day after day my children live bombarded by situations they don't want and find themselves living.
→ Every man can reach the destination, the goal and what is timeless.
→ I already shine.
→ You are children again and again.
→ I have put invaluable treasures in you since creation.
→ Think that your father never leaves you alone, that you have not been created to be prisoners, that you are free and children of the father.
→ Do not be afraid.
→ You are mine and marvelous.
→ The purpose, the end of my children's existence, is the love between me and them discovered, sought, recognized, appeared, accomplished and realized.
→ Know that I never leave every my child, that I treat with love every my child and that I treat sweetly and delicately also the most desperate of my children.
→ Recognizing their poverty in the world, they understand well that the world deceives them and makes them do things that are not theirs.
→ The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
→ 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.
→ My thoughts of love are indestructible.
→ Go away from evil thoughts, from the world, from flesh, and from what is visible.
→ Happy are those who seek truth, who live in truth and recognize the absolute and eternal truth that I am.
→ Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed, molded by me, who abandon themselves, trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.

Relative arguments