When I was little, I thought I had met Jesus. After church on Sunday, the pastor would stand outside the door and shake hands with everyone as they left church. One day Jesus was there right next to the pastor and everyone was shaking hands with him, too. I thought it was pretty special that he was visiting our church. It was like meeting a celebrity. One day when I was in my 20's, something made me remember it. I couldn't have met Jesus! Did I dream it? I asked my parents and my brother if they remembered that day. They laughed and remembered the day the odd transient man walked up and got in the reception line after church. All the nice folks just went ahead and shook hands with him also and he seemed to really be enjoying it. Nobody knew that I thought he was Jesus. Hmmm...
A childhood belief about characters
others believed things like this
- I used to think that the priest at church was JESUS.
He had a beard.... it made sense— Joe B - I used to believe that Jesus lived in the tower of the churchAnon
- Iused to believe the statue of Jesus was really him and our church got mad at him and nailed him up there.— The Fidiot
- My fiance was in church as a kid and he saw the Vicar of the church and asked his Mum if it was God.— Andys fiancee
- I used to think that church songs were pop music. Well, we did sing them in church every week...— Roxy
- Since we receive bread at Mass, I thought he was called "Jesus Crust" Seemed pretty obvious!Anon