Involve me with love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children don't feel loved.
- → Now my children feel they are not understood, because the mechanism where they live is made of emptiness, of nothing, of something that has no substance, concreteness and coherence.
- → My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
- → I, Lord God and father, will transform torments into joy, fears in security, certainties, confusion in clarity, precision, the imperfection which makes you weak, overcome by the insistent forces of the world and the flesh.
- → From you I do not want torments, judgments, empty words, confused, throwing here and there in the world, I want words that go beyond the sound, calling me father and dad.
- → Whenever your thoughts torment you, pester you, think about me, father, that it is not worth that those thoughts overcome, confuse you, think of me even stronger and with a gentle force.
- → I am the God of love, who loves children forever, in imperfection, in anguish, in the torments of life, and establishes with his children daily a dialogue, a union of love.
Relative arguments