You are woven into love, embraced by love, part of me and a big part as I am in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → This light, which pushes me to you, feeds my child and gives to my child the certainty and the knowledge of me as I am, in the love, from the deep, from my essence, root and origin.
- → I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.
- → Now the man finds the welfare, the harmony which he has sought in his life, he feels really free, in peace, in justice, in love, as a loved child, he knows with certainty to be loved, does not think to be useless, he walks and realizes with me.
- → I want children who announce that I am father, as well as God, who tell everyone that my kingdom is of love, peace, joy, justice, that my truth is infinite, mine and yours.
- → Announce to everyone love, that I am a father and you are loved sons, acknowledged, the dialogue which I desire from you in joy, in pain, not to be overwhelmed by an inconsistent, deceptive, nonexistent and apparent world.
- → This is the time of love fully turned, projected, directed towards me, of announcement, of knowledge, of knowing me and my love, that my children know me as God, father, loved, desired, wanted as I desire and want them.
- → I bless my children as part of me, precious to me in the light, in the joy, in the love, in this revelation, created by me, recognized by me in the joy, in the pain, in the certainty, in the uncertainty, in the fears, in fragility, in abandonment to me and always.
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
Relative arguments