Then the sons feels disappointed, he collides with the world, does not know if adhere to the world or to a supreme being, questions about existence, who he is, who I am, what is the world, what is the difference between me and the world.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads , does not recognize his and my identity , possesses a not vain , great love , throws himself into extreme choices , lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel , he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father , the love between father and son , he is clouded by something apparent , which is fixed deeply in his thoughts , in his memory , he is unable to work for my kingdom , for himself , not he knows what possesses him and harms him .→ Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own , that the world has labeled , sculpted , he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world , he must only be able to find me, my light , his light and his love .
→ When I see you in your weakness , in your pain , in the life that passes , that drags in the pain , I tell to leave every noise , every deception , the world and the flesh .→ My sons can watch me, watch the world , themselves , recognize the difference between myself and the world , between me and them and between them and the world .→ Now I, the Lord and Father , have known all that the world and the flesh has done to every one of my sons , I have seen and canceled all the pain that my sons have experienced in the world , the struggles of my sons for what they believed in the world , but it was not important .
→ What belongs to the world neglects eternal things , immortal for me, which are not eternal , are not immortal for the world , it is vanity , illusory , it neglects my son , love , thought , good , justice , peace , involves my son with insistence , takes away my son 's reason , heart , harasses my son in thought , heart , reason , makes my son possess things that first seem beautiful in appearance , then turn out to be empty , poor .
Relative arguments