religion: characters

When I was a child, I used to believe that the day was the eyes of God and the night was the eyes of Devil.

I used to believe god is a giant, god is holding the world in his hands and playing with us

I used to believe…

ı used to belief I thought astronauts could see God

I used to belive god lived up on the clouds

I used to believe the Golden Calf produced liquid gold instead of milk.

when I was a child I used to think that Bible was a sacred Book

Minty wasn't the god of maths

When I was younger, i used to believe I had a devil and angel on my shoulders

I used to believe that the concept of dinosaurs was just another theory told by evolutionists. I didn't believe that dinosaurs actually existed. It’s amazing now to think about how God made those creatures, and hilarious to think that I was opposed to the idea!

For some reason I used to think Moses was another name for Bugs Bunny. I think it had something to do with seeing a picture of a donkey called Moses, because the ears looked kind of like Bugs Bunny ears. There was also no-one religious in my family to tell me otherwise.

When I was six or seven, I thought that characters from Greek mythology really existed! This was because I saw a cloud shaped like Cupid and thought it was him in disguise. Also, I imagined Atlanta in a tracksuit and glasses and Aphrodite in a modern ball dress for some reason. I also thought Psyche was a little kid for some reason.

When I was a little girl I used to think that every time it rained it was because the angels were sad and crying.

I used to think everything was made by god.

Due to hearing something wrong after asking a question (asking why god needed our tithes since he could poof some dollar bills into existence), for a long while I thought that after Jesus supposedly resurrected, he moved to new york and lived in some insanely expensive apartment. I had basically zero understanding of time or anything, so this made sense at the time- all I knew about Christianity was God made the universe, became Jesus, died and resurrected.

When I was little, there's was a carved portrait of St. Martin de Porres on a particular wall in my room. I used to think that the guy in the carved portrait was actually what God looked like. So, to me, God was a black man wearing white robes. However, I had a kid's Bible of the white Jesus variety (to those who still don't know: Jesus was a Middle Eastern man, what with being a Palestinian Jew and all) so I thought Jesus and all other characters from the Bible were actually legitimately pink people with funny noses. Thus, the Holy Trinity: black God, pink Jesus, and a white dove for the Holy Spirit.

I used to believe God was real.