I, your God, love you in a special, unlimited way, I call you one by one and I am always with you.
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.
- → 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