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I knew that Christmas was a birthday party for Jesus, and who comes on Christmas? Santa Claus. So of course, Santa was Jesus after he got old.
I used to believe that god saw all my thoughts... terrible!
When i was little, at church they always used to tell us that Jesus was in our heart.
So when my friend's granddad had a heart operation I asked him if they found Jesus.
I'd always imagined a little mini Jesus running around in my heart.
Raised to believe that Jesus was coming back to take Christians away, and having seen some old religious movie where all the Christians disappear and and the anti-Christ or whoever is trying to kill this lady who is left, I would always freak out if my parents were late coming back home and the sky was really weird looking outside. Or, sometimes, if they didn't wake up the usual time, and everything was quiet, and it looked weird outside, I thought they had been taken. I would cry in my bed thinking that I was going to hell and the anti-Christ was coming to get me.
I use to believe that God controlled everyone with remote controls. LOLOL
I used to think that the devil wore a cowboy hat. When I'd see someone wearing one I'd ask my mom if she thought that was him.
When I was little my friend and I made a plan to take over the world. Back then we believed that God and Jesus ruled the world, and they lived in a house on a cloud. The plan was to fly up and tip the cloud over so God and Jesus would fall out, and then we could take over the cloud house and have koolaid and pool parties.
My grandmother used to tell me that Jesus was always in my heart, henceforth, i belived that ther was actually a little man living inside my heart and everytime my heart beat, it was him praying.
Ok when i was small everyone would always tell me that god was everywhere and everything you would touch was god. So every step I would take i would always repeat ''sorry god'' because I though that I was stepping on him. It even came to a point that I would ask god permission before moving around.
when i was little i got confused with religions and blood(irish,chines,ect) and i was in 1st grade when we had to right a journal thing and i wrote,"i like st.patricks day but im not jewish" i ment irish,even tho i am irish
My kids used to believe that Jesus was born in Sheffield,Yorkshire.I don't know why but I told them he was,I didn't think it was any different to telling them Father Christmas was real,or that dogs could fly if their wings weren't clipped
My family was never a very religious family, but nonetheless, my mom told me about god an heaven. I somehow came to think that heaven was located in the clouds. We used to travel alot before I turned 5 and started school, but everytime I was on a plane I would search through the clouds, trying to see if I could see heaven.
When I was really young, I saw the film "The Little Mermaid" for the first time. For whatever reason, I associated the priest in the wedding scene with God. From then on, I imagined that God looked like the priest. Even in my adult life, I think of any faceless major deity as the priest from "The Little Mermaid."
i used to belive that part of my sidewalk was god because someone wrote the word 'god' in it when it was still wet
My sister and me were in the back seat of the car. My mother was driving. So, my sister said she was hungry. My Mother said we will be there soon. I assume she remembered the previous sunday's Sunday School Lesson of God dwelling among us. A few moment's later she uttered the classic line, "Mommy, God's in my body, and he's starving too!"
I believed that god was something that surrounded the earth, like a shell, and when we sent up the space shuttle or a rocket or anything like that, it made a hole in god, and I always wondered if it hurt god when we did that
In Norway a Cristmas carol says "I, am so happy every Christmas Eve, because then Jesus is born". This was a carol for kids, and we heard it alot. I thought for sure that Jesus was born again once a year.
I used to believe that the God himself looked down at us when the sun shines trough the clouds and make those light lines from the sky..
when i was really young i would think everytime someone rung a bell an angel got its wings. so 1 day i got a bell and rang it about 1 billion times and i said "dad wheres all the angels?" of course he said "well there up there cheering for u" so everytime i see a bell i laugh.
My Grandmother used to tell me that the angels were watching me fom "up there" and she would point upwards. For years I thought there were tiny angels living on the curtain rods.
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