I never really went to church when I was little. Then, in elementary school I made friends with a girl who's parents were in charge of the music at an episcopal church and I started attending with them. I was probaly about 9 years old. Anyway, they always asked me if I would take communion, and I vehemently told them no. Why? Becaue I really thought they were eating the actual body and blood of Christ--a thought I found a little disgusting because, in my mind, it had to have gotten really old and moldy because I knew Jesus lived a long time ago. This concept was further complicated by the fact that I was sure they were going to run out any day because Jesus wasn't fat.
A childhood belief about church
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that Jesus lived in the tower of the churchAnon
- I used to think that the priest at church was JESUS.
He had a beard.... it made sense— Joe B - I believed that Jesus Christ was the son of the Christ family, i.e., Mary and Joseph Christ.— David Araújo
- Iused to believe the statue of Jesus was really him and our church got mad at him and nailed him up there.— The Fidiot
- I used to think that church songs were pop music. Well, we did sing them in church every week...— Roxy
- In a religious song, instead of “Jesus Christ” I heard “Cheese is Prize”— EJ