Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed, molded by me, who abandon themselves, trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

→ My children walk along roads, ways that are not theirs, in a love that makes them confused and fragile.

→ Think also for a moment that you are never alone, that the father is with you, keeps you, that you are very precious.

→ I am not poverty.

→ His children are important for the father, because they have the greatness that the father has put in them, the greatness in love, in eternity and in the father who cares them.
→ Live in the world to recognize that the world is non-existent, useless, provisional, and you will recognize me, the only father, God, teacher, the only perfection in light, love, harmony, joy, peace, righteousness, in glory and in eternity.
→ The children of light have recognized me, they are recognized in love, they have realized in light, in love, and in eternity.

→ I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.

→ 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.

→ Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.

→ Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed, molded by me, who abandon themselves, trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.

Recurrences in the text

→ My children walk along roads, ways that are not theirs, in a love that makes them confused and fragile.
→ Think also for a moment that you are never alone, that the father is with you, keeps you, that you are very precious.
→ Look in love.
→ I am not poverty.
→ I am wealth in knowledge, in love, in light, in peace and in righteousness.
→ The purpose, the end of my children's existence, is the love between me and them discovered, sought, recognized, appeared, accomplished and realized.
→ When I say pure I mean the root of being uncontaminated, not corrupt, incorruptible and invisible.
→ I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.
→ 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.
→ True love is incorruptible.
→ Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.
→ Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed, molded by me, who abandon themselves, trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.