Whoever loves me, loves in a dialogue of light all that is mine, himself and this love that he lives.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children finally need me and my love, to whisper "father, we love you", to spend every single day, instant and moment of love for me.
- → At the moment of rising of negative thoughts, think of me, who am love and truth.
- → Now I am here for you, for this long-loving part.
- → Announce that the lord loves all his children, does not exclude you from the kingdom of his love, daily brings you and holds you into his heart of father.
- → Time is also love.
- → Think also for a moment that you are never alone, that the father is with you, keeps you, that you are very precious.
- → Happy are those who live in my presence, enlightened, who acknowledge my blessings and my graces, which I work every day with 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