Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Rejoice of me, who am not vain, adventurous, who am clear, limpid, pure, crystalline and certain.
- → I, the Lord, already, every day I walk, I build with you a path of love, I walk with you, I make myself similar to you in walking, I place certainties and you always before me.
- → I am the only one in love, in certainty, in joy, in peace, the immortal being, the only teacher, the only God, the absolute essence of perfection, who does not deceive you and will not deceive you.
- → The children of light feel confident, aware of the light that invades them continuously, of their identity, of my identity, of that revelation, and live happy with me.
- → Proclaiming means nourishing oneself with my love, knowing that I constantly nourish you, also nourishing others with my knowledge, with my love, which they already possess and do not let out towards me.
- → This light, which pushes me to you, feeds my child and gives to my child the certainty and the knowledge of me as I am, in the love, from the deep, from my essence, root and origin.
- → Man punishes himself, feeds what he believes and gives it life.
- → My kingdom is certain, founded on the certainty, the love, the unity, the harmony, the peace, the understanding, the delicacy, it is gift of God father, the most high, given not with orders or commands, which starts from me, infinite, light and love.
- → I wish that my greeting of peace shakes your fears, gives you the opening up a path to new horizons, that you are in tune with the church that lives difficult times and persecution, that you would communicate hope and love living in the encounter with me father.
- → I give you my protection, my guidance, my compassion, my strength, my light, my wisdom, my grace, my mercy, my friendship, my fidelity, my presence, my blessing, my joy, my peace, my life and my eternity.
Relative arguments