I love you, do the same also you, fall in love with me, make love grow inside and outside of you constantly, love me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I want you children to love me sweetly, continuously, acting and developing in love.
- → I want to love you all the time and that is what I do.
- → Now the Lord needs this encounter, this union achievable with knowledge in love, he is here with you, he desires love, he does not want to be neglected and pushed away.
- → I wish you precious, special, loved children, I wish you to know me, pass through every doubt with love, making your life clear, pure, joyful to love me, your father and God.
- → You fight, act disorderly, confusingly, sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish.
- → I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
- → Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
- → You are loved children, but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love, but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
- → My children now understand this condition, they do not see me as the owner, they see me as a father, as God who loves them and as a spirit that enlightens them in love.
- → Only I reveal to my children in the heart, in reason, every day, with delicacy to make me know in love, as a father, I have the revelation, I am God, the revelation, the teacher teaching with love, the father dealing with his children in understanding, in love, and who does not care about the mistakes of his children.
- → Children, choose, look for me, the king who joins you, who makes himself known as a father and not as a king.
Relative arguments