My children turn, spin, fall on the same difficulties, they can't understand, they can't comprehend my nature, the essence of God the father, this love given, which is only for all of them.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ I fill , full , circle in every member and connection of your body , alimented and enriched by me, who keep you alive only in love .→ My voice comes into the depths of your body , your limbs , and it circulates within you.→ Every cell , every particle of your body is love , woven into love .→ Their body , their face , their whole essence must be love and light for me.→ My grace spreads and becomes complete in my son , it takes on a sweet and delicate appearance , it makes the son mine in all the body , being , heart , reason , and knowledge .
→ I want them to push , that they head to love , that every attitude and thought is addressed to me.→ Even unthinking leads to me.→ Many enclosures , difficulties and confusions arise in the thoughts of every my child .→ I know before your every fear manifests itself , your every thought that torments you, your pains of the heart , what haunts you and makes you painful .→ 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 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 .
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