Observe the sweetness of my glance of love, light and hope.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → Observe the sweetness of my glance of love, light and hope.
- → The realized man feels himself child, loved, complete, in the light and joined to me in an union of love, sweetness, light, he recognizes me, has absolute certainty that I am his father, that he is a child, he meets me, divides everything with me, is entirely mine, he needs nothing, sees clearly and moves in a distinct way.
- → Be instrument, bearers, witnesses of peace, hope, love, and my word.
- → Do not look to the world, to poverty, but to me, to the father and to the wealth that I am.
- → I am not poverty.
- → 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.
- → My children have to work to know me better, to look in better and to recognize their poverty in the world.
Relative arguments