When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves, to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more, I, the Lord, present myself, call you by name and ask you for love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Love is this bind , this bound of love that one has for the other , fully desired and not opposed .→ I desire that my children know this important love , they take possession of this love and they convince themselves of what i have for them and they for me.→ I want from you the knowledge of love , of thoughts , of truth , of what I am for you and the understanding of love towards me.→ I want you to know me, that you all understand that great love that is consumed , ignites only for you, creatures of a divine being , eternal father of every man .
→ Every child is desired , wanted and loved forever.→ You are part of me, a loved , desired and wanted part .→ My love overwhelms and makes you free , free to love , free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy , in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine .→ I want you to love me at every moment of the day and night , that your gaze does not rest on me with torment or difficulty , but rest on me with love , the great love that I have placed within you.
→ I want each child to seek and find the pure source of love , love , coherence , security , clarity and transparency .→ Try to reach the goal , the objective , my love , me, peace , justice , my being , even yourself , even if now you can not reach yourself and me.→ My children feel alone in wandering , in search of satisfying their existence , love they seek with force and they do not find in the world .→ Blessed are you, when you rejoice in my fatherhood , seek , discover , find my fatherhood , me, the source of love , of harmony , the desire of the father and to be children .→ I, the Lord and father , seek my children , I chase my children who possess but who have not attained this love to perfection .
→ 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