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When I was about five or six, I saw an episode of 'Unsolved mysteries' (Don't ask me why a six-year-old would watch something like that.) In it, was an episode about this church in Pennsylvania that had a statue of the Crucifix that would drip random tears of blood. After watching that, for the next few months, I thought that a naked, crying statue of Jesus was running around my bedroom window at night and stalking me. I was absolutely terrified .
When I was a kid, my church was big on the church calendar and the parts of Jesus's life -- like, in early December they would talk about Advent, when Mary and Joseph were traveling to Bethlehem, and then the end of December when he was born, and then they go fleeing from Herod, and then sometime in January you hear about him being a kid being about his father's business, etc. etc. until you get to Good Friday when he dies on the cross and Easter when he rises again. Anyway, for quite a few years I believed that Jesus was born on December 25 of some year (the year 0, presumably), and then grew to adulthood within the course of about four months, and was killed the next Easter.
It's fairly ridiculous, all right, but not any more ridiculous than a lot of other things they were trying to get us to believe...
I used to believe that God was holding earth and that he might drop it. I though so becuase of the song "He has got the whole world, in his hands!" I also tried to hold up the world by pulling on the grass.
When I heard that "Jesus is a part of us" I thought that a part of our body was actually Jesus'. I though I had Jesus' eye.
I used to believe that when it was raining, God was crying.
I used to believe that weathermen would get in a rocket with a scroll in hand, and fly up to Heaven to ask God what the weather would be like for the week. Then they would write it down and come back to Earth to report it.
I was convinced I knew why there were no dinosaurs.
- On Noah's Ark - when they were desperate for food and thought to eat the largest animals first, they ate them all. Then they were too ashamed to include that part of the story.
I used to think that Dementors were what nuns became after they died.
When I was little and was told in church that god could see all and heard our thoughts and prayers, I thought god had a big wall and everyone on earth had their own personal screen he could watch.
In Denmark, a very common cuss word is Satan. My mum wasn't religious, but didn't care for her son to cuss, so she told me that if you call his name, he will come for you. I'm 21 years old and still get chills when someone cusses.
I asked my mother one day,when i was very young, "mommy...where is God?" she said " he's everywhere honey". For many years after that...i imagined him, sort of Zeus looking, curly-haired and bearded, Surfing in Hawaii, sitting in a Cafe in Paris, all the time wearing sunglasses (he didnt want any one to know it was him...he was secret-agenty about it).
When I was a little girl, my parents explained to me that Jesus was everywhere. So, at night, I used to sleep in a little ball at the corner of my bed so Jesus would have room to roll over.
When I was little and learned the Apostle's Creed, I thought "Pontius Pilate" meant an evil and insane pilot (as in "suffered under Pontius Pilate"). I got this idea because of TV commercials for the movie "North by Northwest," in which Gregory Peck was being buzzed by an airplane and running away from it. I thought some crazy pilot did the same thing to Jesus.
i used to belive that god was a giant police man flying around the earth
For Christmas our tree topper has always been an Angel. A BLONDE angel. I had become completely convinced at age 7 that i could never become an Angel because I was born a brunette and that only blondes could go to heaven, the next year my grandma made her own Angel tree topper...... with BROWN hair thats been used ever since.
I used to believe that my guardian angel was always behind me and that when I spun around I could glimpse her hair. When I was older I realized that it was my own hair I was seeing!
Until about 2 years ago I believed The Lord was in prison at the moment and that's why we had church...to pray for him. Why did I believe this? Because we say "Jesus Christ has risin." I thought it said "Jesus Christ in prison." So I asked my mom why Jesus went to jail. She was confused.
My mom asked my 3-yo brother what was wrong as he sat quietly with a puzzled look.
He asked earnestly, "If God is in my heart, does he make it beat, or does he just sit there and watch the blood go by?"
I used to believe gay was a religion. One time at the beach when I was 5, my older cousin called me gay. I was confused, never having heard the word before, and responded, "I'm not gay. I'm Christian."
I thought that God looked like the Statue of Liberty.
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