My kingdom and I are love and we live happy in happy love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → 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.
Recurrences in the text
- → You are love.
- → Go away from evil thoughts, from the world, from flesh, and from what is visible.
- → I want love in abundance, to fill and overflow every my container.
- → Happy are those who continually desire me as a father, they feel and wish to be children.
- → Happy my sons, who shine in my path and happy I walking with them and bringing them into my heart.
- → 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.
- → I wanted, and not cruelty, that my child alone would seek me with what I put into his being son, that with his thoughts, heart, reason he would find, discover in joy me and the only beauty between me father and him child.
- → My sons now live lost, one day they will understand much more, who I am, where I come from, infinite things, that every son understands, if he abandons himself completely in me, that I am God and above all father.
- → I am here for every man, for every son, I do not treat him with contempt or cruelly, I treat him as a son, with love and generosity.
- → From every child, from every ruin of my child I build things that are not of the world, that are extraordinary events.
- → My kingdom and I are love and we live happy in happy love.
- → You are mine.
- → Creation is eternal love, shared, fulfilled and addressed to you, loved sons.
- → I always want you to come to me with pure love, without waiting for perfection.
- → The secret of your life, of my life is that love in every form is at first imperfect, it becomes perfect if you trust me and in yourself, and at the point of arrival is accomplished in full.
- → Rejoice.
- → Don't believe what deceives you.
Relative arguments