Observe the sweetness of my glance of love, light and hope.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I, the Lord God, approach you children, I speak, shout, shout with love, force and greatness.
- → Because I am God father my voice will be penetrating, will shake you strongly, will enter you, will sweep you away and it will not confuse you.
- → The importance of being children is this strong union which makes you free, this harmony and complete relationship of love between me and you.
- → To get excited is to let out everything that is inside, in reason, in the heart, to let out from within a love so strong as to make every part of your being children tremble, shake and vibrate.
- → When man finds true love, love fills him, in his heart he reaches a degree of love so great, strong, that he cannot contain it, which is reflected on himself, on me, on every son and brother.
- → I, the Lord, gently speak to you of my heart, of my reason for you all, I am a father, I do not impose, do not order and gently approach you.
- → My kingdom is certain, founded on the certainty, the love, the unity, the harmony, the peace, the understanding, the delicacy, it is gift of God father, the most high, given not with orders or commands, which starts from me, infinite, light and love.
- → If you don't lead it, your mind imposes on you the contents of the world, sooner or later painful.
- → In this world, material logic imposes itself on man before he is able to defend himself, but it is subjected to destruction, and this painful bond pushes man to seek beyond.
- → The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
- → Among my children, someone knows me, many do not know me yet, they wander in search of something which can take their thoughts, they love nonexistent platforms, vain, useless things of the world, they turn and turn around to empty thoughts to fill up these thoughts.
- → I take care of my children sweetly and delicately.
- → My sons, I desire from you a sweet, great, loving, new heart, that can discover, listen, love me, pure, discovering the beauty of being sons, strong, loving me sincerely, ardently, faithfully, transforming every obstacle and every action made in love, every pain in gift.
Relative arguments