The power of my love makes you children and precious children.

The power of my love makes you children and precious children.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ I love you.
→ How I love you.
→ The children are love.
→ I, the Lord God, love you.
→ I am love.

→ You are my children.
→ I see my children with love.
→ You are my special children.
→ My children are precious to me.
→ I look at all my children with love.
→ I choose my children always and with love.
→ Already they are my children for me.

→ The power of my love makes you children and precious children.

→ I see my children with love.

→ You are my special children.

→ My creation is not to be confused with other vain, nonexistent creations, work of a vain, illusory, unsure, uncertain world, that makes my children unconscious of the origin.
→ If your actions push you towards confusion, towards incoherent attitudes, act more strongly in me, with love, recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours, every sick act of yours is illusory, vain, improbable.

→ You, children, are taken by the world, by the flesh, you can not find the harmony, the balance, the peace, that is in you and you can not pull it out.
→ I am the master, the harmony, the balance of this light and this love.
→ Look for harmony, balance, me and me alone.

→ You, children, love with perseverance and generosity.

→ What is them is mine, in love is mine.

→ The major habit is knowledge of me as a father, of them as children and creatures.

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

→ I am the father of heaven and of earth, I love you of infinite love and I let you taste the joy of being my children.

→ I think of everything, you know I can do it, you've already tried it, you've had great, unexpected results doing little or nothing, and everything calmly.

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