Now there is me with my children, the beloved who loves them with all reason and all the great heart of God the father.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → In front of love I am moved like a child by the sweetness of a mother and the tenderness of a father.
- → Each encounter is tender sweetness and love.
- → I love you with tenderness, with sweetness, always, first and for ever.
- → When my child discovers this beauty, knowledge, he can no longer do without me, belong to me, stay with me and I am enough.
- → 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.
- → If the son looks inside himself silently, he begins to reflect with love, detached from what damages and fills his thoughts, his reason, his heart, finally he manages to find me, he is in my presence, he finds himself, me, his and my origins, he knows deeply the love, the light, the balance lost wandering in the inconstant world.
Relative arguments