When I was 4 or 5, I had this idea that the soul was inside my chest, near my heart and was shaped like a bone (dog biscuit). "Grace" was like lettuce or a vine wrapped around it. If you were stained with sin, the bone was dirty and scuffed looking. If you were full of grace, the bone was covered in lush green vegetation/
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- i used to believe that a sign in a cafe bone-fide meal meant meat with a bone in it— roy
- I used to believe that my leg has only one bone Anon
- i used to believe that the rag and bone man would come and take me away if i wasn't well behaved— ambrosez
- when you sit by a fire it can dry up you bone marrow— debbie
- When asked why he didn't finish eating the crust from his pizza, a young friend said "I don't eat the bone".— Dustin
- I used to believe that if you buried a chicken bone in the backyard it would grow a chickenAnon