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When my mom went to church as a kid, she was always told never to turn around and look toward the back of the church, because that was disrespectful. Well, back then the rear of the church was also where the chorus and the organ were in a big balcony, so whenever my mom heard the chorus, she thought those were the angels singing.
when I was little my dad would drop my sister brother and I off at the church while he drove the van to pick people up. one morning we were just walking around the church and I saw this room where they kept all the offering money and I thought they were stealing from God
when i was little i thought god changed my name the first day i went to church
My Pop is a preacher. When I was a kid, he preached at the First Baptist Church in Springlake. Imagine my surprise when I saw a First Baptist Church in a totally different town! I had thought that Pop's church was THE FIRST Baptist chuch ever built!
I don't know why but when i was 5 i used to think the place where you kneel to pray was were kids sat.
In our church, a layperson would say the final prayer aloud while we all bowed our heads and closed our eyes. For years and years I thought the preacher did something magical, because when the prayer was over and we opened our eyes, he had moved from the pulpit to the back of the church. I didn't figure it out until one day when I was brave enough to open my eyes during the prayer and I saw him walk down the aisle with his eyes wide open!
When I was young and going to a Southern Baptist church that preached about the evil side of everything all the time, I believed they had trapped numerous demons they caught wondering the earth and locked them on the top floor of this church which was always locked.
i remember when i went up with my mom one time for communion (i wasn't old enough to take it, though), i asked the priest if i could have a "chip," too.
My mother, a Catholic, used to have bible study/debate with her Jehovah's Witness friend. Somehow I found out my mothers friend did not let her kids watch Beetlejuice the cartoon, and I burst into tears and told my mom she couldn't become a Jehovah's Witness and prevent me from watching the show thinking that was practiced in the religion.
The church in my hometown had a golden ball ontop of its tower. I believed that there was a huge treasure hidden inside the ball. And I would think of ways to reach the tower to get to the treasure.
I used to belive that ALL married people were Jewish. (I went to a Jewish dayschool) It never occoured to me.I was abt 4 at the time it made since. All my friends parents were married. However if there were seperated then they hadn't found the right person.
When they colleted the offerings in my old church, the people that colleted them when to the basement and count them there. Well... I used to think that they used to go downstairs, pray and then God would come down from the sky and take the offerings to heaven. :)
I used to belive that when they said "give your money back to God"
Ithought it ment that after the offering was taken someone would go outside and literally GIVE it back to God.
When i was little i used to believe that the nuns hadn't got hair because always they had putting on the habit on their head and i thought this was their real hair
i used to believe that if u looked out of an aeroplane u could see god and he would wave at you
I used to believe that the offering I gave as a child weekly at church were directly sent to God. I thought that my Bible study teacher took the offering money to Jesus' grave and placed the money beside Him. I then thought you would see the money float into the sky
when i was about seven i visited a monastery, and on sale in the shop they had a row of little dough ornaments (i think you put on a glaze to harden it after you've made it or something). that's actually all i remember of the monastery - so much for educational trips! anyway, i used to believe that all monks spent their lives chipping at loafs of bread and carving sculptures, probably in solitary cells and after having taken a vow of silence. i don't remember when i stopped believing that but when i was studying the catholic reformation it was what always came to mind when i wrote about 'penance' or 'good works'.
When I was little...at catholic church they had us take communion, and they would say it was the body of Christ. Well my brother and I used to think we were so special because only our church had the body and blood of Christ in our tabernacle!!!
I used to believe that all Jewish males had to wear kippots (jewish skull cap) because when they are circumcised they have to keep their foreskin in their caps. And this is why they were never allowed to take their caps off.
We never went to church growing up, nor were we religious, but all my friends did, so I heard about God. I always imagined God reading a story, and we were just the characters in his mind. When the book was finished everything just ended, or a new world would be created by a new story with new people. So I assumed that when we die that is it, we no longer exist.
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