You are mine, children of light, of love, because I am light and love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children finally need me and my love, to whisper "father, we love you", to spend every single day, instant and moment of love for me.
- → At the moment of rising of negative thoughts, think of me, who am love and truth.
- → Now I am here for you, for this long-loving part.
- → Announce that the lord loves all his children, does not exclude you from the kingdom of his love, daily brings you and holds you into his heart of father.
- → Time is also love.
- → Think also for a moment that you are never alone, that the father is with you, keeps you, that you are very precious.
- → Happy are those who live in my presence, enlightened, who acknowledge my blessings and my graces, which I work every day with love.
- → The children feel accomplished, with me, in me, realized in my person, eternity, immortality, spirit, infinite, absolute, where I reside and live, in the house of love.
- → I love you, I think and am with you eternally.
- → I am always the father, the eternal spirit of the father who speaks in his will and gospel of love.
- → I am the Lord God of the covenant, revelation, immortality, justice, love and peace.
- → The wonder between me father and you children is in love, that is me, it is discovered every day falling in love with me as love, with my eternity, it is in the revelation, completeness, totality, and the realization of the ultimate end, God father.
- → I, the Lord God, am the light, the life, the light of light, which in peace is revealed to you, am for you the true rest.
- → I am the father, the light that lights your life, the one who listens to the cry of your heart and assists you.
- → I am the father of love and goodness.
- → I am the Lord and I lay on all hearts the sweet empire of my love.
- → I am the rainbow of peace, ever-lit, shining lamp, tree of life and light of those who are mine.
- → I am God, sweet light that fills, lights up, closer to you of yourself and more intimate than your intimate.
Relative arguments