My love is truth, wisdom, joy, happiness and delectation.

My love is truth, wisdom, joy, happiness and delectation.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ My love is truth, wisdom, joy, happiness and delectation.
→ Because I am God father my voice will be penetrating, will shake you strongly, will enter you, will sweep you away and it will not confuse you.
→ Appropriating the belonging to be really children is to achieve the harmony that leads to God, to the father.
→ Because my children are made to love and be loved, they will understand greater things, the knowledge of themselves and me.

→ You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.

→ My lips are infinite sweetness.
→ My eyes give tenderness.
→ I, the Lord God and father, occupy myself and I take care of you with a greatness that surpasses everything else.
→ I, the father, care, act and I always move with sweetness.
→ They have reached the fullness that makes them true sons of the Father.
→ Happy are those who live in love and who witness every day love in its fullness.

→ My eyes give tenderness.

→ Everything is vain.

→ What surrounds you is nothing.

→ My everything is not vain.

→ My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.

→ Appropriating the belonging to be really children is to achieve the harmony that leads to God, to the father.

→ Because my children are made to love and be loved, they will understand greater things, the knowledge of themselves and me.

→ I, Lord God, look at you with tenderness, I join you in your torments, in your choices, at every moment, always, I never break from you, I never break the love for you, I know your disappointments, as you live in this world that does not love you and does not belong to you.

→ That is why I created it, because you have this love in me.

→ You are not deficient.

→ You are full of love and light.

→ Ask me, I'm faithful and father.

→ My spirit does not precipitate, it does not make you fall into the useless vanity of the world, it is above you, it keeps you alive, feeds you, circles in you powerfully, with love, and makes you into an infinite project.

→ Happy are those who live in love and who witness every day love in its fullness.

→ Happy are those who feel they are sons, completely loved by me as father.

Recurrences in the text

→ My love is truth, wisdom, joy, happiness and delectation.
→ You climb into useless vanity, you withdraw from my love, from the love that you possess and don't give.
→ My lips are infinite sweetness.
→ My eyes give tenderness.
→ Everything is vain.
→ What surrounds you is nothing.
→ My everything is not vain.
→ My children are lost in vanity, looking for love in vanity, bringing their existence to a love that is not there, to a happiness that does not exist in the vanity, it does not exist, but that exists only in me, that I am God and father.
→ Appropriating the belonging to be really children is to achieve the harmony that leads to God, to the father.
→ Because my children are made to love and be loved, they will understand greater things, the knowledge of themselves and me.
→ I, Lord God, look at you with tenderness, I join you in your torments, in your choices, at every moment, always, I never break from you, I never break the love for you, I know your disappointments, as you live in this world that does not love you and does not belong to you.
→ That is why I created it, because you have this love in me.
→ You are not deficient.
→ You are full of love and light.
→ Ask me, I'm faithful and father.
→ My spirit does not precipitate, it does not make you fall into the useless vanity of the world, it is above you, it keeps you alive, feeds you, circles in you powerfully, with love, and makes you into an infinite project.
→ Happy are those who live in love and who witness every day love in its fullness.
→ Happy are those who feel they are sons, completely loved by me as father.

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