Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Do not get tired of looking.

→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.

→ Do not worry if sometimes you do not look for me, taken by the torments and the pesters of a life spent in the world.

→ Do not worry about how much you love.

→ Loving even for few moments of love towards me is huge and full of me.

→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.
→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.
→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.

→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.

→ My children don't feel loved.
→ Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
→ My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.

→ I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.

→ Live for me every day even with a single thought, with a single gesture, with love, smiling happily at being children.
→ Worry with cheerfulness for me.
→ Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.
→ Whoever loves does not contain or limit this joy, every day he lives thoughtless, cheerful, he moves with joy, with love in front of me because he recognizes me as God, father and Master.
→ I desire happy children, who live rejoicing of me and them.

→ I am moved and rejoice in the face of love.

→ I'm not deluding and not seductive.

→ To get excited is to bring out of reason and heart what is good or bad for you and live it with me.
→ Their emotions, feelings, sorrows and joys start from the thoughts and the heart.
→ Your choices are not conscious, not dictated by heart or by reason, are dictated by the world that oppresses you, it deludes you, finally throws you away and destroys you.
→ The desire of me arises in every son from knowledge, thoughts, the heart where I have already placed it, it stands out and spreads itself, makes you desiring with all your strength to be mine, to want me, to stand by and to living with me until you can no longer stay without me.

→ Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.

→ I want my children to have more abandonment, trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement, disappointment, the inconsistency of the world, to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.

→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.

→ You can choose me, reach the finish line, be mine and love.
→ Man is the one who can and must choose to be with God.
→ If man does not choose to realize God's plan his life is invaded by pain.
→ Man can and must understand and choose, but this does not exclude the experience of pain.
→ You can and must choose me, and you will do it.
→ Choose in the comparison between all and nothingness, between full and empty.

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

→ The secret of your life, of my life is that love in every form is at first imperfect, it becomes perfect if you trust me and in yourself, and at the point of arrival is accomplished in full.

→ Let the world end, do not worry about it.

→ Do not worry about anything, stay with me.

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