Turn to me ever with love, because I, the Lord, establish the alliance between me and you in this love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Love me, with love, because this rejoices me, father and God.
- → Turn to me ever with love, because I, the Lord, establish the alliance between me and you in this love.
- → Walk with me in light and in love, because I walk with you in the same way.
- → Love as your father loves you.
- → Abandon yourself, because you are already mine.
- → Look at me, because I already look at you with the eyes of love.
- → Abandon yourself, because I am love.
- → When a child reaches me with desire I rush, shake and listen.
- → I love you, I listen you and I ever am with you.
- → The Lord God has spoken, he has listened, he has loved, he continues to love and generates love.
- → 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.
- → Now I have spoken, continued to reveal, listened and heard.
- → My hands reach out to embrace you and give myself to you.
- → My branches embrace you, head toward you and tighten you.
- → This love makes me a father who only loves, who wants to embrace you, to be with you and to love you.
- → I, the Lord God, I love you, I live for my children, I protect, I stand by you, and gently embrace my children.
- → Embrace the father.
- → You are happy, blessed by me, your father, dad, when I cuddle you with tenderness, love, I warm you in embracing you and feeling you mine.
- → Dear sons, seek love, goodness, peace and you will find me, flourish, do not let yourselves wither, shine, do not let yourselves be obscured, love continually, live for me, because I live for you, and do not let yourselves be struck by the iniquity of the world, which leads into darkness.
- → The children of light feel confident, aware of the light that invades them continuously, of their identity, of my identity, of that revelation, and live happy with me.
- → I want your heart to rise to me like that of a child and to continue to miss me
- → The illusion of evanescent pleasures and insistent fears wants to chain you in a painful, contradictory, apparently continuous temporality.
Relative arguments