When you are unable to love me, to love yourselves, to think of me, to live for me, do it, love me more, I, the Lord, present myself, call you by name and ask you for love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ 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