I call my child by name, I love him.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I fill, full, circle in every member and connection of your body, alimented and enriched by me, who keep you alive only in love.
- → My voice comes into the depths of your body, your limbs, and it circulates within you.
- → Every cell, every particle of your body is love, woven into love.
- → Their body, their face, their whole essence must be love and light for me.
- → My grace spreads and becomes complete in my son, it takes on a sweet and delicate appearance, it makes the son mine in all the body, being, heart, reason, and knowledge.
- → Arriving at this love, no man, no child needs the world anymore, because he already knows in depth, in a dimension of love, his condition is that of a child free from the world, from every sort of shell, armor that the world imposed on him, he is not a slave, a prisoner.
- → Many enclosures, difficulties and confusions arise in the thoughts of every my child.
- → Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.
Relative arguments