I want free children in love, in thoughts, who love me, who love, that they are always loved by me, for a long time and in time.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want you children to love me sweetly, continuously, acting and developing in love.
- → I want to love you all the time and that is what I do.
- → Now the Lord needs this encounter, this union achievable with knowledge in love, he is here with you, he desires love, he does not want to be neglected and pushed away.
- → I wish you precious, special, loved children, I wish you to know me, pass through every doubt with love, making your life clear, pure, joyful to love me, your father and God.
- → Step by step, day by day, I proclaim to you love, the Gospel, the need, the desire to see children who live in love, in harmony, in the joy of being children, who love, who do not give up, tenacious, who act in a pure and intelligent way.
- → I want free children in love, in thoughts, who love me, who love, that they are always loved by me, for a long time and in time.
- → I desire children who love themselves, who love me, who love without delay, freely, as they are, with what they have, in the present time.
- → 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.
- → What belongs to the world neglects eternal things, immortal for me, which are not eternal, are not immortal for the world, it is vanity, illusory, it neglects my son, love, thought, good, justice, peace , involves my son with insistence , takes away my son's reason, heart, harasses my son in thought, heart, reason, makes my son possess things that first seem beautiful in appearance, then turn out to be empty, poor.
Relative arguments