The son who recognizes me knows me in the face, in essence, knows all about me, love in all its truth and fullness.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Love is this bind, this bound of love that one has for the other, fully desired and not opposed.
- → I desire that my children know this important love, they take possession of this love and they convince themselves of what i have for them and they for me.
- → I want from you the knowledge of love, of thoughts, of truth, of what I am for you and the understanding of love towards me.
- → I want you to know me, that you all understand that great love that is consumed, ignites only for you, creatures of a divine being, eternal father of every man.
- → This sharing of harmony, love and light gives you preciousness, certainty of being my children, desired by the father, who wants all the love for his children.
- → Recognize that you are my sons, much more than sons, that you are not a wrapper, a armor, that you have been created for this union, for this revelation and for this love affair between me and you.
- → In love, I wish you desire me as a father, you want to be my children, united to me in love, joy, harmony and peace.
- → I, the Lord God, am always next to my children and do not leave them, because they are precious.
- → Every son must leave the world behind, what makes him unstable, confused, and deprives him of the eternity that belongs to him.
- → I do not let my children go, I'm next to my children, I drive, chase, watch, listen, and love my children.
- → I want to love you and nothing else, to stay beside you and not to leave, to walk in this revelation and always with you.
- → Getting away from the father means appropriating of what is not of my son and to leave to the world what is of my son.
- → I always bless my children who listen to my teachings, who let themselves be led by me, who rejoice in this revelation, who love me, who love themselves as sons and recognize the lineage between me and them.
- → 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.
- → When you can not find the way, listen in silence, with love, do not confuse me, your father, pure love with the world that is not pure and that is not love.
- → Today, every day, I am here with you, I look at you, I listen to you, I hold you by the hand, in my heart, in my thoughts, so tight as to make me feel in my whole being, to make you stop, detach from the things of the world. and really look for me.
Relative arguments