religion

I used to believe…

Aged 5, my little sister asked if you go to French heaven if you die in France. I told her I wasn't sure. She replied "Well I don't think we should die on holiday just in case. I can't speak very good French".

I used to not know who Jesus Christ (i Dint even know he was a person) and thought his name was pronounced "Cheeses Christ". I believed that Cheeses Christ was a cheese and also something you sa ywhen you get mad. I could never figure out why someone would talk about Cheese when they are mad.

I used to believe…

As I grew up a Catholic, mass was said in Latin. I used to believe that when the priest said "Et cum spirito tu tuo", he was giving out God's phone number-"Etcumspirito 220"

I used to believe…

When I was little I always got nuns and brides confused. I couldn't remember which wore black and which wore white. When I would see a group of nuns, I would wonder if it was a group of brides together going someplace to get married.

I used to believe…

When I was little i used to think that angels lived in clouds. So when the weatherman said Sunny with no clouds, i got worried that nobody would be there to protect me.

I used to belive God would give me superpowers if I was good and polite : ).
He never gave me superpowers...
Since then, I don't believe anymore : |

I used to believe…

In angels. Once, in the middle of the night, when I was about 6, I couldn't sleep. I went to the steps and sat down. In my bleariness, I was sure that I saw 2 ethereal angels floating just below the ceiling. It was reassuring.

I used to believe…

When I was about 4 most of my playmates went to Bible School during the summer, while I, being Catholic, had summer Catecism. I envied the other kids because they always came home singing the best songs - songs like we never got to sing. I especially liked "A little chocolate Jesus makes it right, alright." And my childish brain pictured little chocolate Jesus's, like chocolate Santa's. or chocolate bunnys. It was actually many years later before I heard the song "A little talk with Jesus...." and then realized what the actual words really are.

I was raised Catholic and when I was little my mom told me that I had to be good because Jesus was everywhere watching me... so I always pictured multiple Jesus's in every space of every room... little Jesus's sitting on tables and chairs and counters, big Jesus's standing on every inch of the floor, and huge Jesus's everywhere outside... I just figured they were invisible and like ghosts and thats why we couldnt see them.

I used to pray, "Hell Mary full of grace." and "Our father who are in Heaven, how will be thy name?" and "Give us, to say, our daily bread."..

I used to believe gay was a religion. One time at the beach when I was 5, my older cousin called me gay. I was confused, never having heard the word before, and responded, "I'm not gay. I'm Christian."

I used to believe…

When I was younger, I was convinced that God was a cloud in the sky.
And how could a cloud in the sky hear my prayers from down here?
I'd tie a note to a balloon and send it up into the sky, believing he would read it and help me if he wanted to.

I used to believe…

The first time I entered Church I was probably 3 or 4 yrs old. I remember seeing the large crucifix over the altar and thinking it was Gene Autry on the cross. I think I was getting the "gee" sound mixed up since "Gene" and "Jesus" had similar beginning sounds. I also associated wood (as in the cross) with cowboys.

i always believed other religions(besides christianity) were based on helping others, just had different names, and were all accountable to the same "god".
-also believed all christians worshiped christ, the homeless public speaker, not currency

I used to think that when my parents and everyone else at church told me that Jesus loved me, that it was romantic love. I was afraid to go to church because I didn't feel the same way and didn't want to hurt Jesus's feelings.

I used to believe…

as a 5 year old in kindergarden, all off a sudden we all went to the window and we saw a cloud fly by - it was pretty windy too, so it passed quite quickly. all the kids kept saying "look, god is sitting on the cloud!!"... i joined in, but always wondered where they saw him...

also, when it was raining, i thought god was peeing. i only believed that for a little while, cuz he must have a very big bladder for it to rai throughout the night!