Turn to me with jolts of love not small, swaying, fast, overwhelming, shattering even your life, which I have given you.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I, the Lord God, speak to my children in silence, in joy, in sadness, continuously, with strength, and I wait for the brave ones who love me.
- → Man needs to understand this love, my love, his love, can do it in silence, can not do it in a world full of noise, vanity, appearance, seduction, which makes him prisoner of a sick and not existent love.
- → If you look in silence you will understand more importantly, what completes your existence, that apparent envelope which inebriates, imprisons you into an iniquitous and failing system.
- → Stop and listen in the silence of life.
- → The man deluded by the world ignores my love for something that is nonexistent and he does not understand what exists.
- → Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
- → My children are in charge of weights, burdens that oppress them everywhere, making them seduced, enraged, and attracted to nonexistent things.
- → The preciousness, the wonder of my love for my children, is not deceptive, false, it is true and does not disappoint.
- → This is the love that makes us meet, revealed, not illusory, in the fullness that I give to my children.
Relative arguments