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
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
Recurrences in the text
- → Love is the extraordinary encounter between me father and you children, overcoming these boundaries and the world, stopping on me, the eternal father, only with love, only with love.
- → I am not only in you, I am in every man and in everyone I manifest myself, understanding your difficulties.
- → 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.
- → What is visible is only visible, not safety, never makes my children happy, because they live a confused and disordered love.
- → I transform this imperfection in perfection of love, because my project surpasses the world.
- → If your actions push you towards confusion, towards incoherent attitudes, act more strongly in me, with love, recognize me, always recognize that every thought of yours, every sick act of yours is illusory, vain, improbable.
- → If you look at me, everything will be easier.
- → My children turn, spin, fall on the same difficulties, they can't understand, they can't comprehend my nature, the essence of God the father, this love given, which is only for all of them.
- → The world is a fictitious building, based on selfishness, that breaks down, crushes and weakens my children, identity, love and thoughts.
- → Love between me and you is not disappointing, it is full and embraces the whole existence between me and you.
- → Stay away from the flattery, the illusions of the world, from what the world sows, from what corrupts you and makes you weak.
- → My justice overcomes what the world builds, rejects and goes away the world.
- → In the world my children fight to affirm themselves, to fulfill themselves in love, they discover that I, the father, am there for them, with them, in hiding, in silence, they can see me, they find a light that is first small, then large, dazzling , which makes them mine and mine alone.
Relative arguments