Our children who are running on the wheat field , what will they have to ask if God comes to them one day?  Is my grandfather doing well there?  Is there a Harry potter movie in heaven ?  Why did Jesus cut his hair?  Will the ever-beating Mash go to hell?  It is a sample question paper.  Prepared out of the only courage.  All the questions of children are born from their innocence.  They speak from the heart.  In the language of love.Then we leave all the stupid language and become big.  But there are few people who continue to speak in that stupid language even though they are grown up. A spiritual teacher  who spoke only from his heart once taught like this.  “Truly I say to you.   One of them is faith.  Faith without doubt or doubt.  Why does the little girl laugh when you pick her up?  She also knew that her brother would not let her down. But so many doubts around me... so many doubts.  You need some faith to receive you in those little arms.  Then, to cry out what is needed, untying all the bonds of this disbelief. Another virtue in children is patience.  There is only one reason for that sound sleep, making us jealous of how soundly they sleep.  Their anger does not last till sunset.  Those young minds do not hold grudges and hatred.  That's right.  They may say some big things while fighting;  Vows like 'Don't be silent even if you die...'  Then, the birth enemies will be seen walking hand in hand in the next hour.  But are we adults?  Even though the sun has set, our anger is burning.  The vengeance within cannot sleep.  Baby, the distance between us can't be measured... Know that the greater the distance between us, the less our joy.  No matter how much I achieve, why am I not satisfied?... I have lost all the goodness of that mind that finds great joy even in small things.  If you want to see happiness and contentment, just look at those babies.  What a light on the faces!  That light is the reward of inner happiness.  Little things are enough to make them happy, a chirping sound in the morning, a butterfly in the sunlight in the yard, a rainbow in the sky... they fill my heart.   children.  Once again like in the past, to chase the trunk and dance in the rain...hoping to see you too.