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I used to believe God would sit in a room with all these TV monitors, how else could he know everything that was going on in the world!
I thought God looked like a cartoon baby with a magic wand he would use to perform his "tricks." I can still see that image. I also thought I didn't want to stay *anywhere* for eternity, including heaven. It would be so boring!
When I was liitle I used to think that God looked like george Washington
my friends sister used to think god was a bee
My family was vaguely Christian, but we never really went to church or were strict about following the Bible. When I was little, I imagined that God was a giant that lived in the clouds, only he was blue and had lightning in him. And he answered telephones all day.
I used to believe that in China, instead of Adam and Eve eating an apple? They believed it was a banana.
I went to a religious school and they told us that there was one night a year that the heavens opened up and you could see God. I stayed up all night trying to see him but it didn't work. Then later they taught us that God was so powerful that if anyone ever saw him, they'd be burned to a crisp. I thought, "Good thing I never saw him!"
When I was little I used to write notes to my boyfriend, put them in my closet and pray to god to give the note to the boy. I was kind of dissapointed when the note was still in the closet the next day. I still don't know where I got the idea that god was some sort of mailman.
My CCD teacher always talked about "letting Jesus into the room in your heart". My parents never really raised me Catholic, and I never really thought religiously, so I would go home wondering about rooms in my heart, which I never thought about as this wondrous emotional thing, more as a mass of beating organ...and how it was furnished and the fact that there was a door on my heart, and why the hell Jesus was allowed in there??? I didn't tell him he could go in....
When my aunt was little, a priest asked her in her christening how many gods there are. Her answer was five: the father, the son, the holy ghost, baby Jesus and the virgin Mary.
I used to believe god had a secretary and i would pray to her ... i asked her to say hi to all the people i knew who were dead
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."
When I first started school I thought that Jesus was a tortoise. Because every morning before the Lords Prayer, the Headmistress would ask us to say the "Prayer that Jesus taught us".
I was with my mother in the early sixties, and we saw two nuns walking on the sidewalk. These were the first nuns I'd seen in real life, and I was very excited. My mother explained to me that," You always see them in pairs. This is because they're afraid if one goes out alone, she'll surely run away."
I had tinnitus as a child and used to believe that it was the sound that the devil made when he was closeby
I used to think that the disciples spoke King James English (think "thee" and "thou"). That was how they talked in the Bible, after all.
When I was about 4 or 5, I was in Sunday School and the teacher was telling us a watered-down version of the crucifixion of Jesus. She was said that a rabbi hated Jesus and had him killed (by nailing him to a cross, etc). However, being only 4, I thought she said "rabbit" instead of "rabbi," and the first rabbit that I pictured was the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, so for a couple years after that, I thought that rabbits had a personal vendetta against Jesus and that the white rabbit was evil and killed him.
God looked like J.R.R. Tolkien on the back of my father's Lord of the Rings books. He even appeared to me in a dream as a moving chalk portrait, so I knew it must be true!
I was convinced that God looked like the Wizard of Oz...you know, the big scary greenish face? No wonder why I didn't like going to church! :o)
I used to believe that God was a toddler up in heaven and we were all little plastic dolls that he controlled and played with on one of those rugs that have roads and buildings printed on them.
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