I scrutinize you, I recognize love, the delicacy of love, I guard love, I cradle you and am all love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → When a child reaches me with desire I rush, shake and listen.
- → I love you, I listen you and I ever am with you.
- → The Lord God has spoken, he has listened, he has loved, he continues to love and generates love.
- → I delicately ask to you love, until you reach me, the father who understands your levels, is near you with care, listens and transforms everything in love.
- → Now I have spoken, continued to reveal, listened and heard.
- → Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads, does not recognize his and my identity, possesses a not vain, great love, throws himself into extreme choices, lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel, he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father, the love between father and son, he is clouded by something apparent, which is fixed deeply in his thoughts, in his memory, he is unable to work for my kingdom, for himself, not he knows what possesses him and harms him.
Relative arguments