I want children that love me with light and love, because to love me is light and love.
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 desire that all of you, my children, love, love me, the father, God, and you know from within this very root, the origin of the departure of love.
- → I wish from you moments, instants of love, full of certainty and knowledge of the love I have for you and you for me.
- → I want to see children in light and in love.
- → I want children to announce in light and in love.
- → I want each child to seek and find the pure source of love, love, coherence, security, clarity and transparency.
- → Step by step, day by day, I proclaim to you love, the Gospel, the need, the desire to see children who live in love, in harmony, in the joy of being children, who love, who do not give up, tenacious, who act in a pure and intelligent way.
- → I want free children in love, in thoughts, who love me, who love, that they are always loved by me, for a long time and in time.
- → I desire children who love themselves, who love me, who love without delay, freely, as they are, with what they have, in the present time.
- → 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.
- → 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.
- → 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.
- → I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.
- → I delicately ask to you love, until you reach me, the father who understands your levels, is near you with care, listens and transforms everything in love.
Relative arguments