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I used to believe that when i said my prayers at night, if I forgot anyones name, even their pets names,when asking God to bless them, something bad would happen to them.
"Hail Mary full of grapes the Lord is in a tree." (Hail Mary full of grace the lord is with thee.)
I said it incorrectly for about three years. I always wondered why our grapes grew on a vine and god's grapes grew in a tree.
My grandfather used to end each blessing with "bless this food for the nourishment of our bodies." The first Christmas after my grandmother died, he said the blessing, but couldn't finish it because he was so upset, so I finished it and said, "bless this food for the nourishment of our bodies." My sister, who was 28 at the time and highley educated, said, "I always thought it was "bless this food from the nerves of our bodies."
When I was six years old I decided that God should give us time off to be naughty.
I used to believe that when sunbeams came through the window and little bits of dust were illuminated in it, that it was grace from God.
When my family and I said Lord's meal prayer before each dinner (Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy gifts, which we are about to receive from Thy bounty. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.) I always laughed at the word "bounty" and/or said "bounty" loudly. I thought it was a reference to Bounty paper towels. ;)
"God is good, God is great, lettuce thank him for our food Amen"
"Hail Mary full of grapes" And "The Fruit Of The Loom, Jesus."
When I was about 7 I didn't really pay that much attention at Mass. One night I heard my 8 year old brother reciting the Our Father to my dad at bed time. I thought he made it up and thought it was cool. The next Sunday we said my brother's prayer at church! I was really impressed!
I used to believe that when I said my prayers, "God Bless..." meant please keep burglars away
When I was little I used to pray for God to put all the bad people in jail. I used to think that bad people flew out of their houses into jail just because I asked.
I used to believe that whenever i prayed on wanted something from God, i had to balance it out with something i was grateful for. I also used to obsess that i had to include every family relatives name in my prayers or they wouldn't go to heaven. Ah, Catholicism.
i used to believe that god would help me find parking spots.
"...Forgive us our just passes, as we forgive those who just passed against us..."
When I was a little girl I heard my Grandfather saying grace. Somehow I got the notion that if you didn't pray "out loud" the devil would steal your prayers!
I used to believe God's first name was actually Peter, and he was just a normal guy really although everyone pretended otherwise. They would accidently let it slip in the last sentence of mass, when everyone was eager to get home: "Thanks Peter God"
I used to believe that if I didn't pray to God every night, and specifically ask that the house not get burned down, that it would catch fire in the night.
Growing up Catholic, I though the entire world was Catholic. I didn't realize there were other denominations til I was 12 and a Lutheran friend of mine was getting confirmed. I said I'd help her study and then found out they don't pray to Mary! The shock and horror and fear!
When I was small, I LOVED peanut butter and jelly. SO, I suppose it was no small wonder that when I was saying my prayers one night, my mother stopped me and asked me to repeat what I had said.
"God is Grape, God is Good," I said.
It has had enormous impact on my theology ever since I discovered that God was not an enormous jar of grape jelly.
Honest. This is a true story.
My sister and I used to cut across someone's lawn on our way to piano lessons. She convinced me it was okay because the Lord's prayer clearly says, "forgive us our trespasses."
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