My children are woven of love, for this love need they are driven to the streets of the world, where they seek love and freedom to love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Dear children, ever love and know, I am like a mother who cures, nurses and grows her child, I am here for you, I am always with you and never detached.
- → With love I made you grow, fed, chased, carried in my arms and in my heart.
- → The reason is the part that I, the Lord, do live, free in nourishment and substance.
- → Feed yourself and others with love and light.
- → I want children who in a free, delicate, not overbearing, not forced way, know this infinite, this infinite love, this harmony of love, which they find within me, within them, know themselves, me, are able to understand my love for them, to find what they already have, their love, to project their love towards me, the only father and lord.
Relative arguments