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
- → Every my child has intelligence, the gifts that I have put into his heart, in reason, in the world he encounters so many difficulties, lack of love, worries, uncertainties, at the right time he finds a certainty, must discover my gifts, found my gifts he can work, get great results and reach eternity.
- → 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.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.
Relative arguments