When I was a child, I had a little debbie oatmeal pie every day as I watched Sesame Street and Mister Rogers. After Mister Rogers, it was time for my nap. As I lay in my Aunt's bed trying to sleep I used to pray that Jesus would show himself to me so that I could REALLY believe in him. He never did, but I can still envision him the way I wanted to see him, standing at the foot of the bed.
A childhood belief about prayers
others believed things like this
- Little Debbie put her boogers in her oatmeal piesAnon
- I used to think Mr. Rogers lived at Target because I always saw the Target logo before/after his show.— stephanie
- I used to think Kenny Rogers had 400 children and a crop in the field. Rather than 4 hungry children.Anon
- I used to believe that “Emo” was related to Elmo from Sesame Street.Anon
- I seriously used to believe that Bert from Sesame Street lived in my closet and that he was going to kill me.— Liz
- I thought that Count Dracula was the count from Sesame StreetAnon