Turn to me with jolts of love not small, swaying, fast, overwhelming, shattering even your life, which I have given you.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → I give to you, I welcome you as children and not as sinners.
- → The beauty of love lies in this revelation between me father and you, seen as children, sprouts of the origin of God, of the father, and not as sinners.
- → You are not sinners, you are children, creatures and mine.
- → Remember in a delicate, sweet way that the father is love, he always moves in love for you, that you are always, forever, children, love and loved ones.
- → I am the one who loves and fills your days and your darks by illuminating them and making you into the light.
- → Now the Lord father is beside you, every day gives, loves, reveals that the love covers every my child, that every my child is endowed with heart, reason, light, love, free and not slave, of light and not of darkness, of love and not of hate, of peace and not of torment, of harmony and not of insecurity, my son and my only.
- → I am the father of love who watches, cares and gives always.
Relative arguments