My children turn, spin, fall on the same difficulties, they can't understand, they can't comprehend my nature, the essence of God the father, this love given, which is only for all of them.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ My children don 't feel loved .→ Now my children feel they are not understood , because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness , of nothing , of something that has no substance , concreteness and coherence .→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .
→ I want the advertisement of me gentle , sweet , made with intelligence , aware of this eternal love and truth .→ I want your choice to be directed to me, the only , true good , love that possesses you, takes you in arms with sweetness and delicacy .→ I wish that you think of me whenever you do not enjoy or do not rejoice .→ I wish you all have in life a purpose , I, the only reason for existence .→ I want them to push , that they head to love , that every attitude and thought is addressed to me.
Relative arguments