My ears wait from my children for starts of love and the word love for me, the Lord.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My mouth says words of love.
- → I, the Lord God, call you by name and whisper words of love.
- → From you I do not want torments, judgments, empty words, confused, throwing here and there in the world, I want words that go beyond the sound, calling me father and dad.
- → Joy and rejoice in these words of love.
- → I desire that you shine of light, of love, that you understand the words of love of the father who loves you, who lives with this love, for this love, who reveals himself only with love and who does not reveal otherwise.
- → You make the thoughts go wrong, from insecure and uncertain bounds.
- → Do not expose unsure or vain thoughts, which oblige you not to think to me, the loved father, who loves you with greatness and light.
- → The origin of your insecurity is not me, it is you who seek in a world that cannot give certainties, which can only give seduction and deception.
- → Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
- → Now the Lord understands this insecurity.
Relative arguments