Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

Language: english / italian / spanish / chinese

Above all love
A hidden inheritance

of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica

Argument

→ Do not get tired of looking.
→ Do not doubt love and truth.
→ I do not renounce you for any reason.
→ I will never give up to you.
→ Do not judge, do not despise.

→ Do not worry with thoughts which deceive and disappoint you.

→ Do not worry if sometimes you do not look for me, taken by the torments and the pesters of a life spent in the world.

→ Do not worry about how much you love.

→ Loving even for few moments of love towards me is huge and full of me.

→ I know your afflictions and your fears of love.
→ I understand, comprehend your torments and your fears of loving.

→ I want you to have no trouble and do not be afraid to love me.

→ I, the Lord, wish that you love in joy, without sorrow, that every day you slip what does not belong to me with lightness and sobriety.

→ I, the love, am there, even if you do not estimate, if you do not understand this love, in not thinking of me, in non-silence, troubled in the ways of the world, on wrong paths, involved in an egoistic, confused, unclear, not limpid love, in the most desperate, intricate, with no way out situations.
→ Light and love, God shines in you, reflects and propagates his light on the men of the world.
→ Whoever listens to God manifests him in the world.
→ Even the truth is contagious, but in the world it finds strong opposition.

→ What surrounds you is nothing.
→ Do not bother about what is vain, not important and nothing.
→ My children fatigue for nothing.
→ Vanity, emptiness, nothingness, the visible hurts.
→ Nothing gets lost or mislaid, because the world is nothing.
→ The world is empty and has nothing.
→ You do not have to expect anything from the world.

→ Worry with cheerfulness for me.

→ Rejoice in this love with joy, like a child who does not grow up, who lives the days with care, with small and big gestures in love.

→ I'm not deluding and not seductive.

→ Their emotions, feelings, sorrows and joys start from the thoughts and the heart.

→ Your whole life is busy, revolves around empty, non-existent things, nothingness, loses sight of existing things, such as my love for you, your love for me and the light of which you are in the presence.

→ I want my children to have more abandonment, trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement, disappointment, the inconsistency of the world, to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.

→ Do not bother yourself or worry about the patterns of the world.

→ Every day I look at you running every trouble and choice.

→ 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.

→ For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.

→ Let the world end, do not worry about it.

Relative arguments