My children have been build in love and have love as foundation.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You are my beloved, wanted, desired children, in whom I rejoice, so rejoice in being children.
- → I want you to love me, I always love you, in silence, joy and pain, I invite you to true, complete love that comes from within and shakes you hard, deep, intense.
- → I, God, love you and I wish you all love me.
- → You're all mine, and I'm all yours.
- → Yet you let yourselves be involved in a world built on null, empty elements, in which there is nothing, absolutely nothing.
- → This emptiness, this absence of substance, of reason, of heart, makes you slaves, prisoners of an empty world, which makes you believe you are deficient, exploits your deficiencies, makes you do what it wants.
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
- → I am with you and in you.
Relative arguments