My ears wait from my children for starts of love and the word love for me, the Lord.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My mouth says words of love.
- → I, the Lord God, call you by name and whisper words of love.
- → From you I do not want torments, judgments, empty words, confused, throwing here and there in the world, I want words that go beyond the sound, calling me father and dad.
- → Joy and rejoice in these words of love.
- → I desire that you shine of light, of love, that you understand the words of love of the father who loves you, who lives with this love, for this love, who reveals himself only with love and who does not reveal otherwise.
- → Put me and an insistent love in front of the incorrect and unworthy thoughts, which darken the mind and make you ignoring me, the father.
- → Each day I participate in your experiences, I realize the difficulties of this uncertain, unbalanced, limiting world, which intervenes on you in an invasive, ungrateful, uneducated manner and that drives man to be unworthy.
- → Man is not unworthy.
- → Live victoriously, because you are victorious, because your victory is my victory, and I, father and God, am already victorious.
- → Every act, every thought, every moment not addressed to me is rubbish, promotion of illusion, unworthy choice of you and me, sin, if you like this word.
- → If you forget me, if you neglect me, if you detach yourself from me, you lose yourself in the nothingness of the world, which is not life, is not worthy of you, of what I give you existence for.
Relative arguments