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.

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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.

→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.
→ You can choose me, reach the finish line, be mine and love.
→ Man is the one who can and must choose to be God.
→ If man does not choose to realize God's plan his life is invaded by pain.
→ Man can and must understand and choose, but this does not exclude the experience of pain.
→ You can and must choose me, and you will do it.
→ Choose in the comparison between all and nothingness, between full and empty.

→ Do not be afraid.

→ When I say pure I mean the root of being uncontaminated, not corrupt, incorruptible and invisible.

→ I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.

→ 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.

→ The father, God, shines, wants bright sons, who never turn away from his love, who never cease to love and find him.

→ 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.

→ Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.

→ I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.

→ The Lord God is teacher and over all father.
→ My sons now live lost, one day they will understand much more, who I am, where I come from, infinite things, that every son understands, if he abandons himself completely in me, that I am God and above all father.

→ Do not look for things that do not last.

→ Look for me, who am eternal.

→ 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

→ Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.
→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.
→ Do not be afraid.
→ When I say pure I mean the root of being uncontaminated, not corrupt, incorruptible and invisible.
→ I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.
→ 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.
→ The father, God, shines, wants bright sons, who never turn away from his love, who never cease to love and find him.
→ 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.
→ Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.
→ I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.
→ My sons now live lost, one day they will understand much more, who I am, where I come from, infinite things, that every son understands, if he abandons himself completely in me, that I am God and above all father.
→ Do not look for things that do not last.
→ Look for me, who am eternal.
→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.

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