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I used to believe…
when i was little i had a doctor who was bald i thought this was the strangest thing in the world but for some reason when ever i thought about god i thought of a bald guy i related saving live and dieng to hospitals so that were that came from but then i started thinking "maybe gods a doctor and every one on earth is in a coma" and when you die god is acctually a dr. who saved you i was 8 and agnostic now but i still think that if god is real thats how it works
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At church we sang a hymn with the refrain, "Sing praises to His name, He forgets not His own." For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why I was being asked to praise God simply for remembering His own name.
I used to think God and Godzilla were the same guy. I was very confused about why people seemed to like God so much, and also about how such a huge monster could stay in the clouds and not fall down and squish us all.
I used to believe…
When I was little and I would say the blessing at dinner.(This is how it went)God is great,God is good,let us thank him for our food.
For YEARS I belived the phrase let us thank him (in the above blessing) was actually lettuse thank him for our food.Made sence to me because we usually ate salad at dinner.
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i used to believe, that at funerals, the priest said,"In the name of the Father, the Son and into the hole he goes".
I used to believe…
My brother always thought that the Lord's prayer had this line, "And Nancy shall come to judge the quick and the dead." Nancy was a friend of my parents'. The actual line is "From thence He shall come to judge the quick and the dead."
I used to believe that every time you blinked you took a picture of the scene in front of you and that when you died and went to heaven an angel would take your eyes out of your head and develope all of your "pictures".Then later when you got your pictures back you could have unlimited copies so you could trade with other people in heaven and learn about each other's experiences.
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In my church there were coat hangers with buttons on them. My mom told me that the buttons controlled the fans on the ceiling so I would sit there pressing the buttons to try to turn on and off the fan but for some odd reason they were always broken!!!
I used to believe…
When I was in kindergarten a priest came around on Ash Wednesday to put ashes on our heads. All I got out of his talk beforehand was that after he put the ashes on my head I was going to die in 40 days. I remember holding back the tears & wanting my mom.
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My mother, a kindergarten teacher, asked a kid in class to explain his drawing: a nativity scene inside an airplane. He said it showed Mary and Joseph on The Flight to Egypt. And the guy in the cockpit was Pontius the Pilot.
I think I was about six when I asked my mother after Sunday school one morning why they kept crucifying Jesus every year on Good Friday. I mean, after all, they knew he was going to come back to life three days later! He'd been doing this every year for almost 2000 years now...
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I used to think that if I prayed enough, God would turn me into Superman.
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When I was 5 I first thought about death. I was raised Catholic and had been taught that good people went to heaven when they died, and lived there in a state of great happiness with God, forever and ever and ever and ever... Such existence seemed terrifyingly boring to me. (And when I write "terrifyingly" I mean exactly that.) Then again, the alternatives of hell and purgatory seemed just as boring, but also painful to boot. I concluded that "life after death" was horrible no matter how I sliced it. And therefore death was terrifying. Thinking about these things made me very scared, but I trusted my elders, and I hoped that when I grew up I would understand things better, and would see that there was nothing to be afraid of...
I think this counts as a childhood belief because I thought it all out on my own as a kid (I even remember where I was when I did), but it was pretty much the way I viewed the matter for as long as I remained Catholic in my mid teens. I have been an atheist for a long time now. I find death as scary as I did when I was five.
I used to believe…
In the 1970s, when I was six or seven years old, I came across a fundamentalist booklet that proclaimed "Hell on Earth in 1984." Since I didn't know any better I believed it and for a few years it floated around in the back of my head that I was doomed and my time was running out.
I used to believe that if I doubted the existence of God I would never be forgiven and could never go to Heaven. Then I did doubt God's existence at some point and then felt enormous guilt. It troubled me for a long time until I realized I was afraid of absolutely nothing. Thanks for traumatizing my childhood, "God".
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We would often visit my grandparents in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania (home of Bethlehem Steel) at Christmas time. One year, while we were en route, I asked my mom, "Can we visit the stable where Jesus was born this year?" When she explained that Bethlehem was not *the* Bethlehem, my mind was totally blown.
In addition, there are many Moravians in that area of the and Moravians have a beautiful traditional Christmas decoration. It's a large illuminated multi-point star that hangs from porches or windows. My grandparents had one. I assumed that their star was, in fact, the Star of Bethlehem.
I used to think that going for a ski holiday to Austria shortly after chrismas was a religious command, because the stable that Jesus was born in was located in that particular village. Also, people in in that Village practcally all had names like "Joseph" and "Maria".
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I used to say to myself for years the lord's prayer to myself like this:
"Our father whose locked in heaven, ..Harold be thy name. "
I used to believe…
A neighbor girl and I were convinced that leprosy was a very common thing. Started in Bible class, I'm certain. The lepers were dealt with by throwing them through a hole in the roof of a specal house without doors or windows, piling up inside and eventually dying. We identified several of these places in our neighborhood. Mean enough, but our greatest concern was that we could be easily infected with leprosity by being touched by older people, say 60+. Our understanding was that church was above all an institution that dealt with this threat by healing lepers. Apparently our teacher wasn't a good communicator.
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When I was younger I was taught about the rapture in Sunday School and how it could happen at any moment. Those who believed, disappeared instantly. For some reason, I believed that this included all animals. So when my dog would go missing and I was home alone, I would ball my head off thinking I was left behind. Needless to say, I kept that poor dog at my side as much as I could. He was my rapture indicator.
