I am wealth in knowledge, in love, in light, in peace and in righteousness.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → With this negative experience and in this difficult path, every my son found in me the only answer and the only important eternity, he knew the world, the power, the seduction and the illusion of achieving what is impossible, because nonexistent, he looked at me, he saw that I am important, that every son is important for me, that the certainty which the love produces on every my son is important, and he found me in trust and abandonment.
Recurrences in the text
- → Respond to love.
- → Do not be afraid.
- → Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
- → You are mine and marvelous.
- → I am wealth in knowledge, in love, in light, in peace and in righteousness.
- → My sons can watch me, watch the world, themselves, recognize the difference between myself and the world, between me and them and between them and the world.
- → Between me and my children the difference does not exist, there is in common the love, the greatness and the eternal destiny for which they were created.
- → You are love.
- → The children I have created are driven to know eternity, to reach eternity by experiencing the world, the flesh, all the absurd conditions, situations, choices that the world has imposed in a hard, impatient and cruel way.
- → With this negative experience and in this difficult path, every my son found in me the only answer and the only important eternity, he knew the world, the power, the seduction and the illusion of achieving what is impossible, because nonexistent, he looked at me, he saw that I am important, that every son is important for me, that the certainty which the love produces on every my son is important, and he found me in trust and abandonment.
- → My son's heart has to beat and palpate for me at every moment of the day.
- → Happy you when your hearts palpitate for me, you acknowledge my majesty, my royalty, above all my sweetness of father and dad.
- → Happy I and happy you.
Relative arguments