When I speak of justice, I mean that of every child justified in love and loved in the same measure.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
- → I am not poverty.
- → 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.
- → My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.
- → I do not expect perfection from you, I expect a constant commitment in love, awareness of me and my love for you.
- → Blessed are you who have recognized the father, God, in his greatness and perfection, who is love, who calls each child by name, who has each child written in his heart, in his thoughts, who has love in every part of his heart and of whom each son is part.
- → I only deal with sons, I do not look at imperfections, I can perfect from imperfections and I can do everything.
Relative arguments