I take care and sweetly walk in the ways of love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Infinite love is also in bodies, but certainly beyond bodies, even in sensations, but certainly beyond sensations, even in temporariness, but certainly beyond temporariness.
- → I can love you everywhere, but love is uncertain in bodies, in sensations, in what is temporary, it is certain in what is eternal.
- → Certain love is eternal and there I am fully.
- → The relationship with the temporary always has a certain difficulty, if you want certainty you have to look beyond the temporary and I hope you do soon.
- → You are my beloved, wanted, desired children, in whom I rejoice, so rejoice in being children.
- → I desire that all of you, my children, love, love me, the father, God, and you know from within this very root, the origin of the departure of love.
- → I wish from you moments, instants of love, full of certainty and knowledge of the love I have for you and you for me.
- → I want to see children in light and in love.
- → I want children to announce in light and in love.
- → I want each child to seek and find the pure source of love, love, coherence, security, clarity and transparency.
- → I desire love from you, your love, a great love, resistant to any force of useless vanity, that you seek me, that you discover the substance of love, my essence which is love, that you announce that you are all mine beloved children.
- → God wants every man to be overcome by this love which invades, inflames and fills of joy the whole being child.
- → I want my children to know me as God, the father who loves, needs them and whom they need.
- → I desire children in the light, of the light, not tormented, who do not drag the world behind them, who think me and who love me.
- → When I see you in your weakness, in your pain, in the life that passes, that drags in the pain, I tell to leave every noise, every deception, the world and the flesh.
- → Let me own you and drag you to me.
- → The image that the world gives to my children makes them insecure and drags them into what is miserable.
Relative arguments