Every cell, every particle of your body is love, woven into love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → My children must recognize the poverty, the misery of the world, which hurts them, look inside themselves, wonder who they are, where they come from, who they belong to, who I am, what our relationship is, look at the world, what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak, fragile, without resources.
- → My grace spreads and becomes complete in my son, it takes on a sweet and delicate appearance, it makes the son mine in all the body, being, heart, reason, and knowledge.
- → I am the perfection, the essence, the full root, that plagues every son in love, that expands and spreads to each son.
Relative arguments