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

→ The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.

→ 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.

→ Happy are those who seek truth, who live in truth and recognize the absolute and eternal truth that I am.

→ I think of my sons and listen to my sons with tenderness.

→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.

→ 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.

→ I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.

→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.

→ I, Lord God, can transform what is miserable, poor or evil, in riches, in joy, in goodness, I am yours, blessed in my greatness, as a father I love you, I wish you to turn to me with the measure of a father and the greatness of love.

Recurrences in the text

→ When I say pure I mean the root of being uncontaminated, not corrupt, incorruptible and invisible.
→ The justice between me and you is not of the world, it is not reflected in guilt, it is of the spirit of the father, it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons, it is reflected, it spreads in the love that is not poor, not solitary, not superficial, it is deep, complete, that, if it is already known and possessed, it fills, transforms my son.
→ 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.
→ Happy are those who seek truth, who live in truth and recognize the absolute and eternal truth that I am.
→ Happy are those who continually desire me as a father, they feel and wish to be children.
→ I think of my sons and listen to my sons with tenderness.
→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.
→ I could accomplish everything done from the beginning and immediately.
→ 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.
→ I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.
→ From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.
→ I, Lord God, can transform what is miserable, poor or evil, in riches, in joy, in goodness, I am yours, blessed in my greatness, as a father I love you, I wish you to turn to me with the measure of a father and the greatness of love.
→ In the beginning God was the essence, the spirit of God was dwelling and dwells happy.