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

→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.

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

→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.

→ Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.

→ The divine nature of every man in manifesting itself recognizes and explains the immense light hidden in the darkness of the world.
→ Love those who do not know me, so that they may know me.
→ Whoever recognizes the difference between God and the world knows well who he is and to whom he belongs.
→ Those who know love do not confuse it with the desire to command.
→ The world is ruthless, and every ruthless spirituality does not know me well and does not testify me.
→ Those who know me love me, don't fear me.

→ I am not poverty.
→ I am wealth in knowledge, in love, in light, in peace and in righteousness.

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ The world conditions my children, creates for my children what seduces them and what will fall down with the being of my children.

Recurrences in the text

→ In the world there is no substance, knowledge, root, there is seduction, poverty, misery of reason, knowledge, and heart.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ What surrounds man is disappointing and illusory.
→ The world strikes you, confuses you, upsets you, deceives you and seduces you.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.
→ You have resources and riches greater than the world.
→ Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
→ You are not part of the world, you belong to me, the father, the sole reason of being.
→ I am not poverty.
→ My justice overcomes what the world builds, rejects and goes away the world.
→ 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 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.
→ The world conditions my children, creates for my children what seduces them and what will fall down with the being of my children.
→ The world does not give teachings, it leads to darkness.