As a child I went to a prodestant church, but I used to tell people that I was a pedestrian.

Megan

i use to believe that all people who wear glasses were catholic....dont even ask me why???

Anon

I used to believe that God used the wind to talk to me: if the wind was blowing on me He was approving of what I was thinking, and a sudden lull in the wind was His signal for me to abandon whatever I was thinking about and start something new. At some point I stopped believing, but I'll probably never get rid of the "oh no" reflex that I get whenever I'm out walking and the wind dies down.

Soap

My families church has a large organ with lots of pipes growing up i thought that the pipes were cages holding in prisoners that were so bad they had to live in a church

Jeni

I used to believe that the Mormon Temple in Washington DC was Disney World. It sure does from the belt way.

William Scheren

While at nursery school, aged four, we were all taken to the Church next door for Harvest Festival. The headmistress told us we had to be on our best behaviour because we were in God's house.
I was seriously expecting him to be there, and very disappointed that he wasn't in when we came round.

Laurie

Up until I was 7 years old, I believed that there were big beakers of orange juice on the altar in church. That was because the big candles in those glass enclosures were colored (for some reason) orange. I kept asking my dad what the orange juice was doing there and he thought I was nuts.

Bing

When we were 11 or 12, we were confirmed in to the Catholic church. Part of this is that you choose a saint's name, to go with your own name...to this day I'm still not sure why...I think it had something to do with what God would call you...Anyway, on the day, you had to go up in front of the bishop, state your chosen name, and then he would tap you on your cheek. (again, don't know why!) All the older kids who had already been confirmed used to tell us that if the bishop didn't like you, or if you had been bad a school, he would smack you across the face. Someone told me that one guy, Noel, who was the "bad-boy" at school, got a black eye because the bishop hit him so hard! I really really believed it, and I was quaking in my shoes when it came to my turn, in case the bishop knew about all the times I had been caught talking in class...

Mairin

When I was little at church we could say bible verses in front of everyone for a quarter. I always used to say the shortest verse, "Jesus Wept." It wasn't until I was about 13 or 14, I asked my mom what that meant. She gave me a funny look. The entire time I thought the verse was "Jesus Webbed" !

Erin

When I was younger my mother told me that Jesus would apper at mass, or so I believed. I was so dissapointed to find out that Jesus didn't show up. Mother told me he couldn't make it.

m0u5y

I was brought up as a Roman Catholic & knew I had to make my first confession one day, but I was terrified to do so, as I thought that I had to remember every single sin I had ever committed! I thought that if I forgot any, God would be really angry with me & I used to think "How will I ever remember them all?" I think I was about 7years old?

Maggie

I grew up Catholic, and there is one part in the Mass when the line "Jesus, Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world" is sung. When I was a little girl, I misheard this. I thought it was either "cents" as in pennies. This made perfect sense to me, because we always passed the offering basket around and put money in it.

Lacy

When I was about 5 we were taken to church for the first time, in Russian the word church sounds pretty similar to circus, so, I was convinced (and convinced my younger brother), that we were in a circus. When a dead person was brought in, I thought (and, again, explained to my brother) that it was a wounded person from war (what war, I wonder?), finally, when we were given the crosses and told to never show them to anybody (dad was in the Army, and those were times of the Soviet Union, being religious and, worse, going to church might cause serious trouble for him), we actually thought those were tiny swards, and we fought with them in the street, and told our friends that we were given the little swards in the circus...

Tanya

Sometimes my family and I used to go to my dad's childhood church for special occasions, instead of our usual one. There was a door behind the altar with a fancy iron gate, and when I asked my dad what was in there, he said that was where Jesus was. But unlike a lot of beliefs I've seen on here, I did not feel like that church was special to have Jesus living in it; I was actually kind of creeped out. Why did they have to keep him behind a gate instead of letting him out to see everyone? I ended up deciding that maybe it was not Jesus in there at all, but an angry spirit that had to be kept away from us. Or if it was Jesus, maybe HE was angry about something somebody at the church had done and was locked up so he wouldn't take revenge in public.

Recently I went back to that church and it has been remodeled to look entirely different. The door is gone and just a blank wall is there now. I might think I had imagined that door if not for the vivid memories of all the time I spent as a kid staring at it in wonder and horror during mass.

Anon

I went to church when I was younger and there were two men who helped run the service. I thought the 'priest''s name was Rever, and the other mans name was Tim.
My dad then corrected me by telling me that the other man's name was actually John; and our 'priest' was actually called Reverend Tim.
I thought the -end in Reverend was an 'And' haha!

Anon

When I was in kindergarten a priest came around on Ash Wednesday to put ashes on our heads. All I got out of his talk beforehand was that after he put the ashes on my head I was going to die in 40 days. I remember holding back the tears & wanting my mom.

Nancy L

My father (a Pastor) would always talk about the Jews being the chosen people. I never could understand that everyone knew this, yet we were baptist.

I thought that we should all move to israel and convert so we could be chosen too.

TcCoven

When I was a child, my friend told me that God can change me from a girl to a boy. I resented God for this and to this day I have rejected any belief in Christianity.

Alicia

When I was very little I used to believe that if I stood by the statues in the church they would come alive and give me a piece of coltsfoot rock. I Still have no idea where this came from but I remember feeling annoyed when I never got any rock.

Angela

At Catholic mass, during the receiving of holy communion, my mom had explained that the body of Christ was being given out to eveyone to make them more holy. My younger brother always believed that the reason people were chewing communion was because it had skin on it.

KJS