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My sister thought there was a character in the bible called Baby Beezus and continued to think this until the age of 22.
I used to believe that God looked exactly like the picture of Abraham Lincoln on an American penny.
I used to believe that God resembled George Washington - specifically, the actor playing George Washington in a car dealership's President's Day sale.
I knew that Jesus died on a cross, and I concluded that this must have made
him rather cross. I also imagined the cross as a bed of nails leaning against
a wall, holding up a scowling Jesus.
I used to believe that Jews, Christians and Muslims were just another group of Christians like Catholics, Baptists, etc. And I used to think that Muhammad Ali and Moses were the same person, and that's why he was so popular.
When I was a little girl, my parents told me that God could see and hear everything. From then on, I had this picture of God as a giant man who was completely covered in eyes - even the bottoms of his feet.
When my mom got angry, she would say
"Jesus Wept" I always thought she was saying "Jesus Swept" (the floor). I never understood how someone as important as Jesus had to such menial work!
I was never religious, but I had a very Christian friend in first or second grade. We were sitting on the floor one day, watching a class video, and she was telling me how she was very upset because she'd been to church on Sunday and found out during the sermon that baby Jesus had gotten a splinter in his foot. So, for a long time, I pictured Heaven as having hardwood floors...
I used to believe that God and Father Christmas were one and the same. When I was about 5, my siblings broke it to me that Father Christmas wasn't real. I think mum was farly shocked when I refused to go to church because God didn't exist.
That one took a while to clear up.
I remember watching my sister tell my mother (very seriously!) after coming home from our Christian daycare, "Mommy, I am not your child. I am God's child." She was apparently very angry that our parents had never told her she had been adopted from God...
when i was younger i used to think that if you dialed 666-6666 the devil would pick up and that would mean you wanted to die. my friend and i dialed it once on a dare.. We got so frightened when we heard the operator that we screamed and hung up. I cryed for an hour straight. " i kept yelling he is coming to get me mom" my mom thought i was crazy. later on in life i found out it was the taxi number lol oops
When I was little, I used to scoot over in my bed to make room for my guardian angel to lay down and sleep. I figured after following around after me all day long, he'd be plenty tired and need a rest!
By the immaculate conception of the virgin Mary, I used to think that that meant that she was a virgin and that Jesus somehow just appeared- as in Mary was never pregnant in the first place. I also felt bad for Joseph because Mary cheated on him with God.
When I was about 4 my family went on a vecation to spain. At the hotel resort we staied at there was a bartender named Jesus.
I always mixed God and Jesus up, so when I got back home I told all my frinds that God lives in spain and works in a bar.
My best friend and I met secretly to dig a hole in between our yards. We were convinced that we could dig down to where Satan lived and tell him that he was stupid and he would stop being mean.
About 2 or 3 feet in to digging the hole, a thunderstorm came, and at the first strike of lightning, we were convinced he was trying to get us so we ran home and didn't go near the hole for weeks.
I used to believe that when they said the communion was the body of chirst that they literally had Jesus' body in the back and that they were serving it to people.
I always heard people say that "God is inside you all the time". So when my tummy growled and made a that springy noise, I used to think it was God on a pogo-stick.
My church's pastor, who is also my sister's godfather, had a brown beard. He was also one of the kindest people I knew and still is. When I was little, I honestly thought he was Jesus.
My daddy took me to church every Sunday. I heard the preacher talk about the Father. Being only about 4 or 5 at the time, I just naturally assumed that he was talking about my father which meant that my father was obviously God. Then I had an accident and broke my leg. My grandfather (my daddy's daddy) got really upset that I had not been taken to the doctor and he YELLED at my daddy. Then the most shocking thing happened. My daddy said "Yes, sir" to my grandfather. Well! I had apparently been wrong. My grandfather must be God...and that meant that my daddy was Jesus. So I asked him why he had changed his name to Raymond. When he figured out what I believed he had to set me straight.
My Dad used to always say "Born in a barn" if I left the door open. I believed this to be true and told all my friends I had been born in a barn like Jesus.
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