The secret is to love all the way, until you feel like a child, inside me, the father, until you inflame, overturn, upset and always fill your life for me with love.

The secret is to love all the way, until you feel like a child, inside me, the father, until you inflame, overturn, upset and always fill your life for me with love.

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Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

every istant

→ I love you.

→ How I love you.

→ My descending is of love.

→ The secret is to love all the way, until you feel like a child, inside me, the father, until you inflame, overturn, upset and always fill your life for me with love.

→ The children are love.

→ You are my children.
→ I see my children with love.
→ You are my special children.
→ My children are precious to me.
→ I look at all my children with love.
→ I choose my children always and with love.
→ Already they are my children for me.

→ If my children think to me even for a moment, they will find me.
→ I am sure my sons will find me, they will be happy in this new beginning, in this new condition, finally discovered only by them.

→ The power of my love makes you children and precious children.
→ This is the treasure of my omnipotence.
→ This love overcomes thoughts, makes you free from every overbearing and violence of the thoughts of the world.
→ I shake, scrutinize, make part of me and dominate my every son in love and with the power of love.
→ The verb of God is love, comes to live with us in power and in love.

→ You, children, need a huge quantity of love, which has not to be sought in the world, has to be sought in me, who am endless love.

→ Live the love like children of the father.
→ You are my child.
→ You are love.
→ I am love.
→ I think of my sons and listen to my sons with tenderness.
→ Even the most terrible is always my son.

Recurrences in the text

→ I love you.
→ How I love you.
→ My descending is of love.
→ The secret is to love all the way, until you feel like a child, inside me, the father, until you inflame, overturn, upset and always fill your life for me with love.
→ My bloodline is of love, my bond is of love.
→ The children are love.
→ I, the Lord God, love you.
→ The power of my love makes you children and precious children.
→ I look at all my children with love.
→ Live the love like children of the father.
→ You, children, need a huge quantity of love, which has not to be sought in the world, has to be sought in me, who am endless love.

Relative arguments