My child, yes, I too get angry or even sad.
Whenever one of my children suffers, I suffer too.
I get angry about the falsehood of this world.
It may be an illusion created to distract you.
But I see your falsehood, which you wear proudly like armor.
A mother who torments her children, yet tells her neighbor with a proud smile.
A father who rejects his children because they are too inconvenient for him.
A man who raises his hand against his wife because he fears her words more than she fears his fist.
A woman who lies to her husband because she fears his fists more than her truth.
A friend who betrays another friend.
A brother who takes what does not belong to him from his brother.
A sister who envies her sister for what she does not deserve.
Oh, the horrors of your world.
Come to me if you are repentant of your sins.
But do not lie to me about your deceptions.
I will not be deceived!
What good is your money if you only spend it on yourselves?
What good is it if you attend church, but there is no room for me in your hearts?
You carry greed, malice, anger, and lust in your hearts and cry out: God, why are you not there for me?
Behold, how can I be there for someone who does not carry me in their heart?
What good is a pious man who is only pious when he enters church?
But as soon as he leaves, he goes with the devil?
I do not need your piety, your renunciation, your wealth, if it does not come from the heart!
I need your love—that is all I want.
And if you cannot love me, then at least love yourselves and your partner, your children, your friends, your neighbors.
The devil cannot reach me, nor can he reach my son.
So he punishes me by punishing my children.
Every light that goes out here.
Every just fight that is lost here.
Every tear shed unjustly.
Yes, I suffer with you.
I see your suffering and can bear it.
For whenever a mother holds her child in her arms, beaming with joy.
Whenever a father protects his children.
Whenever a man honors his wife.
Whenever a woman honors her husband.
Whenever a brother supports his brother.
Whenever a sister helps her sister.
That is how I see your love for one another.
This is how I see your comfort.
And I see your determination to overcome deception.
And it fills me with love and pride to see what you can achieve.
And I tell you: You are my creation until the end of your days.
There is no suffering that cannot be followed by love.
But you decide how great the suffering of your fellow human beings will be when you decide against love.
Those who decide against love decide against me.
Those who love, love me.
That is all I want.
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