My ears wait from my children for starts of love and the word love for me, the Lord.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My mouth says words of love.
- → I, the Lord God, call you by name and whisper words of love.
- → 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.
- → Joy and rejoice in these words of love.
- → I desire that you shine of light, of love, that you understand the words of love of the father who loves you, who lives with this love, for this love, who reveals himself only with love and who does not reveal otherwise.
- → I, the Lord God, have said, look to you with love, with that love which, if known, will make you eternal in light, in love, you will ultimately be mine and in your final conviction of being.
- → No one can take away this bond tied by light, defined and bound by love.
- → Pain is an invitation, it is not a sign of guilt, it is not definitive, it is not a condemnation.
Relative arguments