My children turn, spin, fall on the same difficulties, they can't understand, they can't comprehend my nature, the essence of God the father, this love given, which is only for all of them.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Blessed are my children who allow themselves to be transformed , molded by me, who abandon themselves , trust me, because I desire the greatest good and love for them.→ Now I am here , I live in you, I want the abandonment , the confidence and the knowledge of all my being , that is love .→ My son can reach me through my presence , silence , abandonment , trust and especially love .→ I do not care what you call me, what I want is love and trust , I want your works to be alive in my life .
Relative arguments