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.

Anon

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.

Kena

Because I was told that Jesus lived in my heart, I thought there was a little man (Jesus) who stood directly below my throat, and I would never ever eat anything sticky or swallow my gum because I thought it would land on his head and get stuck in his hair.

Erin

When I was little, my mom would always tell me the traditional reason for why I shouldn't put my arm out the window: if we went by, say, a street sign and got too close, I could lose an arm.

However, my mother decided to tell me something more, just for that little extra: "That's how Jesus lost his arm."

To mom's credit, I never put my arm out a window again, but I always wondered how Jesus got his arm back to later be crucified on a cross.

Auston

I always thought that heaven was in the sky, so whenever I go on an airplane, I always try looking for God. I kept yelling, "God! Are you there?!" But then I went to religion school, and I found out that you need to be dead to see God. Well, I didn't let myself die!

Michelle

I was raised Protestant and was always scared of those ladies in black and white. I thought they were called "Numbs". That belief went on for quite awhile!

Joy

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".

Mark Middleton

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."

Rusty

I had tinnitus as a child and used to believe that it was the sound that the devil made when he was closeby

Helen

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.

Joy

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.

Former believer in evil rabbits

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!

Walter

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)

Anon

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.

~Chelsea~

When i was around 4 or 5 I thought that God's name was Peter and God was his second name... i misheard "thanks be to God" as "Thanks Peter God"

Anon

When I was younger I thought God lived up in the clouds, so whenever I was in an airplane I would look for Him.

Kat

I always pictured God as a very nice benign and smiling spider in the sky.

He was drawn like a stick figure daddy longlegs and his body was a sky blue circle with a smile on it.

Julie

When I was a kid...I'm not even sure how old I was, but I was always forced to go to sunday school where they would teach us, 'God is everywhere.'
My mind couldn't decide that God was a big head watching us from the clouds, or a bunch of invisible doll-sized Jesus's stacked up against eachother, filling the whole of the universe. Don't ask me. I don't know.

Leelah

When I was 4 or so I believed that the Holy Ghost was really a ghost. Every night I had this kind of vision of a door opening, leading to steps going down and the Holy Ghost, looking like one of the white sheet variety, would come floating up the steps

Anon

I used to have a picture book that showed Jesus dying on a cross. I had heard that we had to die like that because we deserved it. I didn't hear that Jesus died for that punishment so I assumed that when we died we had to die on a cross!

Clara