I fill, full, circle in every member and connection of your body, alimented and enriched by me, who keep you alive only in love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
- → I have revealed with love what is happy.
- → These are the children of light and not of darkness, who have pulled out, nourished and revealed what I have given them from the beginning, which is love.
- → The children of light feel confident, aware of the light that invades them continuously, of their identity, of my identity, of that revelation, and live happy with me.
- → If you do not know how to love me, do not hate, do not destroy yourselves, do not feel defeated, because in this imperfection, every day, I reveal, I see the desire, the commitment and the fatigue you put.
- → Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.
- → If the son looks inside himself silently, he begins to reflect with love, detached from what damages and fills his thoughts, his reason, his heart, finally he manages to find me, he is in my presence, he finds himself, me, his and my origins, he knows deeply the love, the light, the balance lost wandering in the inconstant world.
- → In search of love over time, the divine being becomes corrupted and materialized, then recovers what he had lost, enriching himself in multiplicity.
- → Nervous, habitual, profound emotional inconstancy is painful, lacking in self-confidence and in one's own purposes, but it can always evolve in the search and in the pursuit of a better state.
Relative arguments