The son who recognizes me knows me in the face, in essence, knows all about me, love in all its truth and fullness.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → I participate in all that you live in the world, your joys and your sorrows.
- → I, the father, do not give you pain.
- → I draw love from every life, from all that you face in the world, even from the worries, from what you suffer from the pains and difficulties that you fail to accept.
- → Each day I participate in your experiences, I realize the difficulties of this uncertain, unbalanced, limiting world, which intervenes on you in an invasive, ungrateful, uneducated manner and that drives man to be unworthy.
- → Difficulties are many in this arduous journey.
Relative arguments