Stories Collected While Living in France

French la Vie

The Feast of Light

 

Light

Photo and Text by: Corey Amaro

Questions Chelsea asked me when she was three years old:

Where is heaven? What does it mean to die? When I yawn why do my eyes water? How does water come to our house? How does our body make urine? What does God look like? Who was born first? Why can't we make grapes in the kitchen with a recipe? Why do we have two nostrils? Where do words come from? When fish die do their fins turn into wings?

Does God feel scared?

No, I don't believe God feels scared.

Does God feel happy?

Some questions just need to been asked, with each question the answer goes deeper and deeper… like a child who says, "why?" after every answer…

My mother reminded me to answer, as honestly as I could, the why questions my children would ask. "That is how they learn, and after they have asked you a hundred times the same question, and they go to ask you yet again, simply ask, Why, back to them…they will have the answer."

The heart doesn't question, it responds.

Comments

16 responses to “The Feast of Light”

  1. Jeanne

    Love and hugs
    Kisses and happy Easter

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  2. Paula

    Oh what sweet and simple questions. Children are such a gift, aren’t they?
    Here in New Mexico it is raining today. I’ve been thinking about your trip on your dad’s motorcycle. Will you visit New Mexico? Glorietta? Wouldn’t it be fun to meet up in Santa Fe?

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  3. Karen

    About that road trip on your Dad’s motorcycle….if I have to lay one more sandbag in my backyard I’m going to need a margarita…so make that trip soon and give me an excuse to make up a pitcher.
    The questions of young children! Someone should write a book of both the questions and the answers. One of our four year old daughters asked me yesterday…. Why does Charles have a boyfriend instead of a girlfriend? Boys are suppose to have girlfriends and girls are suppose to have boyfriends right? But my favorite of all times child’s question came from our oldest child eighteen years ago when he was five. He had seen an older child give someone the middle finger and wanted to know why that was naughty. (The older child had been reprimanded by a teacher.) I explained to him that it was a vile vile hand gesture…he returned to me two days later and wanted to know if their were any other vile hand gestures that I had forgotten to tell him about.

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  4. Julie Ann Evins

    My friends was being served in a shop the other day by a very well preserved and glam lady in her 50’s. As they left her small son Oscar,aged 3, made an exagerated wave and said loudly “Goodbye Old Lady” ! Jx

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  5. annie

    What pure blank slates children are. What an awesome responsibility we are given. You’ve done well.

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  6. Shelley Noble

    “The heart doesn’t question, it responds.”
    Another Corey gem

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  7. Aina

    You`re Magical Corey…you just are..Love coming in here, as always. Just wanted to have a rest when I am waiting for my potatos to get ready, surrounded by chicken legs, garlic and tomatoes. Family night, easter, filled with warmth and love. I hope you have this happy feeling too, have a wonderful weekend!!
    Friendly,
    Aina Moderncountry

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  8. kelleyn

    Thank you for reminding me that something so simple as a question can be so important. Sometimes, I forget and get frustrated with my boys when they seem to ask the same questions over and over. I need to be more patient. Have a Happy Easter!!!

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  9. martina

    Happy Easter to you and your family (in both countries) Corey. Wish I could be at your Mom’s having the bunny cookies you have mentioned before.

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  10. Elaine L.

    You will appreciate this little story. When my daughter was three, she found a baby bird. It stayed alive for about one hour. We buried the bird and then my daughter said, “I’m going to write in a book that I was it’s mother for a day and he will remember me forever.” A three year old understanding the concept of immortality, just blew me away.
    ~elaine~

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  11. Vicki

    When our oldest son was just 3 years old my hubby and I got into the front seat of our Ford pickup (a bench seat), our son between us in the middle (before seatbelt laws – and plus we were just going down to the end of the valley on our ranch) … he scooted over next to his dad, wrapped his arm around his neck – said to me “scrape over mamma”… once I was “scraped over” he hugged us both (with an arm around each of our necks) and asked… “Momma, why do you love us?” All I could do was burst into tears … to which he was horrified that he has caused Momma to cry, and asked “what’s wrong Momma?” … the rest was left up to Hubby to explain. (:

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  12. SweetPeaSurry

    Awww how sweet, and very insightful!

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  13. Marilyn

    I love your quote – the heart doesn’t question, it responds.
    Children are so innocent, and so pure. If ever you want the unvarnished, uncensored, honest truth..ask a child. Just one of the joys of living with young children.
    Marilyn (in Dallas)

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  14. Princessparkle

    The photo is amazing! You’ve probably been told a million times, and one more time from a barely teenage girl won’t matter, but you’ve got some serious talent

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  15. Alina

    I have so much yet to learn: my heart responds, but also still questions.

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  16. karenc

    My son also asked the question about why did we have 2 nostrils. Obviously, children are programmed.
    He also asked me (at age 5, following a very intense life lecture by our neighbours daughter)
    “What if I don’t fall in love with a lady, what if I fall in love with a man???” and
    “What if my wife doesn’t want to have sex with me???”
    Now his questions are simpler.
    “Can you lend me $$$?”
    and
    “What’s for dinner?”
    Yes, the questions get easier.

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