Blessed are you who reach out and make love yours in all its forms, who love to the point of reaching me, staying with me, wishing not to move away from me and not being able to do without me.
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 .
→ I participate in all that you live in the world , your joys and your sorrows .→ I, the father , do not give you pain .→ I draw love from every life , from all that you face in the world , even from the worries , from what you suffer from the pains and difficulties that you fail to accept .→ Each day I participate in your experiences , I realize the difficulties of this uncertain , unbalanced , limiting world , which intervenes on you in an invasive , ungrateful , uneducated manner and that drives man to be unworthy .→ Difficulties are many in this arduous journey .
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