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I used to think that when my parents and everyone else at church told me that Jesus loved me, that it was romantic love. I was afraid to go to church because I didn't feel the same way and didn't want to hurt Jesus's feelings.
When I was young I was told that Jesus was 'the light of the world', so I thought that before Jesus was born there was no sun and it was always dark so everyone had to walk around with candles.
When I was a child, about 6 years old, I went to Sunday School each and every Sunday. It was Christmastime and that meant recreating the manger scene of Christ's birth. The teacher went around the classroom, recruiting volunteers for parts in the scene. "Who would like to be a shepard?" I immediately raised my hand. "OK, c'mon up...." I ran up with joy and took my place on the scene. I went up and laid down on the floor and curled up. The class, including the teacher, roared. I thought I was playing the part of a shepard ~ a German Shepard dog!
I used to believe that the Holy Trinity was Dad, God and Santa Claus!
When I was small I visited some family member's grave in the cemetery with my grandma. At the entrance of the cemetery there was a cross. I asked my grandma, to whom does that cross belong, because I thought it's someone's grave. She answered that it belongs to Jesus. I was so proud that Jesus was buried in my hometown.
Heaven was up and Hell was down- that's what they told me. So I often would get down on the floor, put my face into the carpet, and yell at the floor in my bedroom, "I hate you!" because I thought I'd show off to God how much I hated the Devil. I'm sure my Mom was traumatized that her six year old was so hateful!
when I was really little I had a dream about willie wonka (gene wilder) being up in the clouds. He was making lots of puppets and sent them down to earth, they became people. I had for years after that thought that willie wonka was God. When I told my parents that they just laughed at me, that shatterred my little kid world.
i used to beleive that mary mother of god, each year on christmas give a birth to a new jesus and sometimes i wondered maybe this year she would give birth to a girl.
(sorry mary)
When I was younger, I assumed that I was two days older than Jesus because my birthday was December 23rd and his was the 25th.
For some reason, I also thought that the "Holy Ghost" was Jesus' purple dog.
I believed i was jesus reborn, i dont know why but i truthfully believed that I was soooooooo special that i was the messiah and that god had send a girl this time because the boy had failed. My parents finally found out i was a fruitcake when in an argument with my dad I yelled "you can't sent me to my room cause you're not my real dad" and informed him that God was my dad.
when i was younger about 7ish me and my friends thought we had summoned the devil to posses my toy skeleton we were so scared we cut the toy into loads of pieces and buried them in different parts of the garden a few months later we saw one of the pieces on the ground (we didnt bury them very far under) and thought it was trying to put it self back together i believed this for years it was soooo scary
When I was little, my mom and my Sunday School teachers always told me that Jesus was in my heart and in everyone else's. One day I asked my mom how they separated Him into such tiny pieces in order to get a part of Him inside every single person in the world. She looked at me like I was insane before clearing up the confusion. :-P
I used to believe that God, Jesus and Santa were the same person. I was really happy when my parents told me that Santa didn't exist, because I thought I wouldn't have to go to church anymore.
My parents were very religious and when I was young would travel all over Texas to religious conventions. One year at a convention there was a reenactment of Jesus' baptism and crucifixion. I was horrified that no one was helping Jesus, and even more horrified when I surmised that WE were the evil Romans who were killing Jesus. I cried but never said anything to anyone because there was so many people there I thought they would kill me too. Years later I realized it was just a play when I learned that Jerusalem was nowhere near San Antonio..
I don't know if this counts, but...
I went to Disney World with my dance/performing arts group, and as we passed the Epcot Center for the first time, my friend Katie aid "look! Epcot!" well, I misheard her. I thought she said "look! it's God!" so until we went back a few days later, I kept pondering how odd it was that someone's idea of God was displayed so prominently in Disney World.
When I was little and was sent to my room, I used to imagine that God used to tell me off in my room, the funny thing was that he looked like inspector gadget without legs (he floated near my window).
I used to think that the paparazzi and the pope were the same thing. Whenever I heard that some actor/actress had the paparazzi hiding in their bushes, I used to think it was an old Catholic priest hiding and taking pictures! This confused me because he's so holy and I thought it wasn't very nice for such a holy man to be invading peoples privacy like that!
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
when i was a little girl i thought God looked like my grandma and dressed like the statue of liberty.
i used to get prophets and prostitutes mixed up because i thought they were the same thing! lol
People werent happy when i called the prophets prostitutes!!!
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