I desire children, I do not desire ghosts, weak, fragile men, without love, disappointed, deceived, insecure, afraid of loving and being loved.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → I want you all to shine for me, in eternity, in an unexplored dimension that reaches the ultimate revelation and completeness of my child's existence.
- → I desire brilliant children, who belong to me, because they already belong to me, who love and do not let themselves go to the world, which is constantly falling.
- → I want to love you and nothing else, to stay beside you and not to leave, to walk in this revelation and always with you.
- → What I want is the known love, in the awareness, in the conviction of your and of my eternal belonging.
- → Now every piece of your life is crushed, you live a life broken by hate, falsity, seduction, vanity, by that world which makes you living as prisoners and not as children.
- → My children are fought, struggling in the vanity of confusion, not living in intelligence, living in misery, wandering in places, thoughts that do not exist, that they can not recognize, because every day the world seduces, fascinates them, makes them weak and fragile.
- → I participate in all that you live in the world, your joys and your sorrows.
- → All the secret lies in recognizing that every poverty, lacking, and empty is not part of you and belongs to the world.
- → 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