My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Each of my children becomes a ghost that wanders along deceptive roads, does not recognize his and my identity, possesses a not vain, great love, throws himself into extreme choices, lets himself be overwhelmed by the evil that the world has taught him to travel, he does not recognize the beauty of God the Father, the love between father and son, he is clouded by something apparent, which is fixed deeply in his thoughts, in his memory, he is unable to work for my kingdom, for himself, not he knows what possesses him and harms him.
- → Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
- → I, Lord God, can transform what is miserable, poor or evil, in riches, in joy, in goodness, I am yours, blessed in my greatness, as a father I love you, I wish you to turn to me with the measure of a father and the greatness of love.
- → In love, I wish you desire me as a father, you want to be my children, united to me in love, joy, harmony and peace.
- → I wish above all that you do not care about things, do not let be worried of the things of the world and the flesh, but that you care, put attention, orient yourself and look to the kingdom of God and only to me.
Relative arguments