Above all, love reaches me.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → You, children, are taken by the world, by the flesh, you can not find the harmony, the balance, the peace, that is in you and you can not pull it out.
- → I am the master, the harmony, the balance of this light and this love.
- → Look for harmony, balance, me and me alone.
- → The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
- → Among my children, someone knows me, many do not know me yet, they wander in search of something which can take their thoughts, they love nonexistent platforms, vain, useless things of the world, they turn and turn around to empty thoughts to fill up these thoughts.
- → I want each child to seek and find the pure source of love, love, coherence, security, clarity and transparency.
- → Try to reach the goal, the objective, my love, me, peace, justice, my being, even yourself, even if now you can not reach yourself and me.
- → My children feel alone in wandering, in search of satisfying their existence, love they seek with force and they do not find in the world.
- → Blessed are you, when you rejoice in my fatherhood, seek, discover, find my fatherhood, me, the source of love, of harmony, the desire of the father and to be children.
- → I, the Lord and father, seek my children, I chase my children who possess but who have not attained this love to perfection.
- → With the great soul of God I love my children of a great, exaggerated love and that can penetrate the whole being of each child.
- → The greatness of my soul, love, and being exceeds every limit of the world.
- → I, the Lord God, am happy and present here to testify love in all his greatness.
- → Love, my love, your love, when it comes out is great, it make me father and you sons.
- → Sons, praise, your father is here, rejoice in love, in joy, when I show you my face as father, your joy will be great and your eyes will shine forever.
Relative arguments