Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My son is mine, joined to me, part of me in light, in love, in harmony, in the pure awareness of me and him.
- → Rejoice of me, who am not vain, adventurous, who am clear, limpid, pure, crystalline and certain.
- → Whoever finds me, finds, reaches peace, justice, purity, full light, full love, the freedom to truly be a child who moves, acts, walks in me and in love.
- → My foundation is on rock, on the essence of love, harmony, truth, purity, clarity, knowledge, peace and justice.
- → My mouth says words of love.
- → I, the Lord God, call you by name and whisper words of love.
- → From you I do not want torments, judgments, empty words, confused, throwing here and there in the world, I want words that go beyond the sound, calling me father and dad.
- → Joy and rejoice in these words of love.
- → I desire that you shine of light, of love, that you understand the words of love of the father who loves you, who lives with this love, for this love, who reveals himself only with love and who does not reveal otherwise.
Relative arguments