I want children full of love, in joy, who do not worry in the seek, who live in me, for me and in the delicacy of this love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I, the Lord God, have announced to you that you are my children, so you also announce that each of you is my child.
- → The announcement is wisdom, intelligence, the thought which arises and develops in each one of you, overturning one's existence for me, who am God and want to see my children enjoy over the fact that they love me.
- → This announcement is to discover, to know that I am your father, your dad, communication, meeting between you and me, of love, of tenderness, of truth, that you are my children knowing in the deep essence what it means and the root of what it means.
- → Every child is desired, wanted and loved forever.
- → You are part of me, a loved, desired and wanted part.
- → My love overwhelms and makes you free, free to love, free in the knowledge towards me, free in joy, in a freedom that makes my children in the continuous desire to look for me, to love me, to be completely mine.
- → I want you to love me at every moment of the day and night, that your gaze does not rest on me with torment or difficulty, but rest on me with love, the great love that I have placed within you.
- → You make the thoughts go wrong, from insecure and uncertain bounds.
- → Do not expose unsure or vain thoughts, which oblige you not to think to me, the loved father, who loves you with greatness and light.
- → The origin of your insecurity is not me, it is you who seek in a world that cannot give certainties, which can only give seduction and deception.
- → Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
- → Now the Lord understands this insecurity.
- → I did all this for you.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
Relative arguments