The pain of the world makes no sense in the world, it has its perfect meaning beyond the temporary world, in eternal love.
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.
- → I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
- → 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.
- → Let me own you and drag you to me.
- → The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
- → The pain of the world makes no sense in the world, it has its perfect meaning beyond the temporary world, in eternal love.
- → The only solution to the contrast between the opposing natures of man and the world is in the awareness of eternal truth.
- → Without me, you lose yourself, the world drags you into its illusion, it robs you of the truth, of your eternal identity.
- → This world is an illusion that cannot satisfy you as much as you want, only in the eternal dimension can you find who you are.
- → If you remember that I am alive, present, eternal and I love you completely, the world can no longer harm you.
Relative arguments