Those who love me are clothed with light, peace, harmony, beauty, eternity, they reach awareness, a high degree of knowledge, they really feel like a son, live as a son, know that they are the son of the father, loved by the father.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Those who love me are clothed with light , peace , harmony , beauty , eternity , they reach awareness , a high degree of knowledge , they really feel like a son , live as a son , know that they are the son of the father , loved by the father .
→ The justice between me and you is not of the world , it is not reflected in guilt , it is of the spirit of the father , it is to have understanding of the relationship between me as father and you as sons , it is reflected , it spreads in the love that is not poor , not solitary , not superficial , it is deep , complete , that, if it is already known and possessed , it fills , transforms my son .
→ You are right to refuse the voice that gives fault , because it does not love .→ Love justifies , forgives , does not give fault , does not blame , does not threaten .→ Pain is an invitation , it is not a sign of guilt , it is not definitive , it is not a condemnation .→ I invite to love , I do not condemn .→ I know the difficulties of the world and justify .→ You can find the truth , which is me and my love .
→ My children struggle , climb , in a life that passes in trouble , in the poverty of love , of reason , they believe they are limited , they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen , a heart as big as the mine , which they themselves limit in love .→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly , in anguish , it has no law , no rule of love , it uses means that overwhelm , it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction , it uses my son , it takes possession of my son without delicacy , without gentleness , without love , it struggles to possess , to use my son with pain , with torment and with breathlessness .→ Too much makes you worry , too little leads you to unawareness .
Relative arguments