Give love dialogues, making your brother feel a beloved son.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children struggle, climb, in a life that passes in trouble, in the poverty of love, of reason, they believe they are limited, they have thoughts that do not develop towards me, ears that do not listen, a heart as big as the mine, which they themselves limit in love.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → Too much makes you worry, too little leads you to unawareness.
- → Now I have spoken and you have heard my words.
- → Blessed are my children who proclaim that I am father and God, they see themselves as part of me, they live every day for me rejoicing in this bliss of encounter manifested, directed in love, they listen, they hear my words to the point of making them blessed in the heart and reason.
- → Be instrument, bearers, witnesses of peace, hope, love, and my word.
Relative arguments