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.

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.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ 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.

→ 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.

→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.

→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.

→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.

→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.

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

→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.

→ 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 seeks love, sweetness that he does not find in the world and in the flesh.

→ When I talk about things I do not intend the things of the world and I mean eternal things.

→ Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.

→ The time unaware of me is an illusion.
→ Unawareness is a state of false being that tends to replicate, it is contagious.
→ The unconscious man does not know who he is, he has no idea of the gift he possesses.
→ I am with you, do not ignore me.

→ Know the world to the bottom.

→ The world does not belong to you.

→ You are not part of the world, you belong to me, the father, the sole reason of being.

→ Do not trust the world and the illusions of the world.

→ The visible does not last.
→ Everything in me is never appearance, it is clarity, purity, true love, manifest essence, reached only in the love between you and me, possible, which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father.
→ Do not love, do not want for you and do not look for things or relationships that are vain, false, empty, apparent, not sincere.

Recurrences in the text

→ 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.
→ 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.
→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.
→ You tremble because I circulate in you and possess you in love.
→ My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
→ I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.
→ Come to me rejoicing, without throwing on yourself the miseries and poverty of the world.
→ They love the things of the world, that are not worth loving.
→ 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 seeks love, sweetness that he does not find in the world and in the flesh.
→ When I talk about things I do not intend the things of the world and I mean eternal things.
→ Get rid of what the world and the flesh make you believe.
→ You were not created for the world.
→ Know the world to the bottom.
→ The world does not belong to you.
→ You are not part of the world, you belong to me, the father, the sole reason of being.
→ Do not trust the world and the illusions of the world.
→ Everything in me is never appearance, it is clarity, purity, true love, manifest essence, reached only in the love between you and me, possible, which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father.

Relative arguments