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.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Every attitude , thought , act of love towards me is the realization accomplished , achieved .→ The greatest wonder I have done is you, my beloved sons .→ This love is accomplished and revealed wonder .→ The purpose , the end of my children 's existence , is the love between me and them discovered , sought , recognized , appeared , accomplished and realized .
→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly , in anguish , it has no law , no rule of love , it uses means that overwhelm , it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction , it uses my son , it takes possession of my son without delicacy , without gentleness , without love , it struggles to possess , to use my son with pain , with torment and with breathlessness .→ Such is the deception of the world .
Recurrences in the text
→ Choose me every day in love .→ I, the Lord , already, every day I walk , I build with you a path of love , I walk with you, I make myself similar to you in walking , I place certainties and you always before me.→ My aim is to make my children uniquely and definitively mine .→ Do not be fooled by the world .→ Distinguish the world from me, the invisible from the visible .→ Respond to love .→ Do not look to the world , to poverty , but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am .→ This love is accomplished and revealed wonder .→ The purpose , the end of my children 's existence , is the love between me and them discovered , sought , recognized , appeared , accomplished and realized .→ You are love .→ When I say pure I mean the root of being uncontaminated , not corrupt , incorruptible and invisible .→ 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 .→ The world does not have it, I have since the origin certainty , wealth , justice , love and knowledge .→ The world invades my son overwhelmingly , in anguish , it has no law , no rule of love , it uses means that overwhelm , it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction , it uses my son , it takes possession of my son without delicacy , without gentleness , without love , it struggles to possess , to use my son with pain , with torment and with breathlessness .Relative arguments