I speak of belonging, descending of love, of that love that is consumed and inflames only for you.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My child like you pursues, needs to reach a tormented, sick love, that is not, does not exists, does not make happy and that is the world.
- → Every day my child awaits moments of greater love, that will not come without me, he fights and survives in the torments of the flesh and the world.
- → I, Lord God, look at you with tenderness, I join you in your torments, in your choices, at every moment, always, I never break from you, I never break the love for you, I know your disappointments, as you live in this world that does not love you and does not belong to you.
- → This sharing of harmony, love and light gives you preciousness, certainty of being my children, desired by the father, who wants all the love for his children.
- → Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.
- → In love, I wish you desire me as a father, you want to be my children, united to me in love, joy, harmony and peace.
Relative arguments