As I am above all love and my love has man as its first object, the painful nature of the world is part of my project, it has a positive functional value.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Enter gently roads , churches , homes , everywhere and tell everyone "the father loves you", "we are his ," "we belong to the father ," and "we have been created for a love project ."→ The temporary aspects of history , the events , count for little or nothing compared to the full realization of the eternal project .→ The man as son of God , the man as God , God in man are some of the announcements of my project about you.→ Live the fact that I offer myself totally to you, that I want you to choose me, to love me totally , and that I have for you a wonderful project , infinite , that develops over time .
→ This love makes him fully acquainted with himself and me.→ Open , open wide your eyes gently in me until you acknowledge me.→ Love opens the doors of the heart , reason , light , knowledge , and eternity , which I am , the loved father , who loves you.→ Having come to this knowledge , my children want to interrupt that slavery , be no more prisoners of a collapsing building , understand the illusions , the disappointments born of the world and the flesh .→ The correct knowledge allows each son to distinguish clearly , definitively , who is the father , to live in love , in the presence of the father , and to know that he is important in me and for me.→ This knowledge of oneself and me already exists in my child , is forgotten and removed .→ God , the father , the spirit , my being , my knowledge is endless and sweetness love .
→ You fight , act disorderly , confusingly , sometimes you do not understand all that surrounds you, that gives you pain and anguish .→ I, the love , am there , even if you do not estimate , if you do not understand this love , in not thinking of me, in non-silence , troubled in the ways of the world , on wrong paths , involved in an egoistic , confused , unclear , not limpid love , in the most desperate , intricate , with no way out situations .→ Now my children feel they are not understood , because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness , of nothing , of something that has no substance , concreteness and coherence .→ You are loved children , but do not understand it, keep flattering from what surrounds you, abound in love and have a huge amount of love , but you give it in exchange for what does not belong to you.
Relative arguments