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when i was young i thought god was a cloud, big white fluffy cloud floating around with 2 eyes and a smile.
My cousin and I thought if we dug a hole deep enough in the ground we would reach the devil and then we could kill him. We would be digging the hole thinking of all the great rewards we would get for killing the devil.
I used to think that when you had an itch and you scratched it you were letting the devil in...so Jesus didn't want you to scratch your itches...hmmmm
Whenever my cousin and I were very young, she would be afraid to walk across the floor after getting in trouble because she thought Satan would reach up and burn her.
I used to think that god looked like the Mattress giant... Or Mr. Clean. I could'nt decide because Mr. Clean and the mattress giant looked exactly alike.
once when i went to the dentist i had a laffy gas thing placed on my nose. I though that my mom and i were floating on a cloud. i thought she was mary and i was baby Jesus. my mom made fun of me for a really l0oooooong time!
I don't know why, but up until I was about 6, I thought Jesus was from England
When I had chicken pox, I went to the zoo one day. And there was a lion standing majestically in its own little island surrounded by a moat.
For a moment I thought the lion was Aslan. So I began doing the a-salamaya reverence to it- but quickly realized that it was a regular lion and not Aslan.
If you want to find out why is this belief in the Religion Characters category, read The Chronicles of Narnia.
I don't know why, but when I was little, I tough Jesus was from England.
As a child I believed that to be considered nice people had to pretend to believe in some imaginary things. These included Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, the Stork who brought babies, Jesus and God. I don't think I was a little skeptic, but I didn't believe any of the above were real. I just thought those were things that nice people pretended were real. I was in college before I found out that there was an historical Jesus, and I was absolutely astonished.
When I was younger, I asked my mother ' does anybody live in the clouds? ' and she replied with 'yes,God does.' So it began that everytime I seen the clouds, I would wave to them and wonder if God could see me. When a day came that there were no clouds, I began to cry because I thought he moved away.
I used to believe that God and Jesus were the same person
My favourite childhood religious belief comes from my mom's First Grade students, as it was apparently disproven on the playground: "I asked my grandma - Cupid's not the son of God; Jesus is!"
I used to think that spelling "G-d" instead of "God" (as per Orthodox Jewish practice) was insulting, as it implied that you didn't care enough about God to spell his name correctly. I marched myself up to the rabbi, full of righteous indignation, and demanded that he fix it so it wouldn't say "g'duh"
Growing up in West Virginia, my mom's friend and her siblings used to run across abandoned mines b/c the rumblings of built up carbon gas they heard was thought to be the devil trying to reach up and pull them into the mine below!
Whenever I saw the movie Joseph and the Amazing Technocolor Dreamcoat, it showed the pharoe dressed like Elvis at one point and singing like him. (This was a joke because they called Elvis the King and whatever). I really thought that in real life Elvis was the pharoe and that this didn't take place in the biblical times, but when my parents were kids.
I used to believe that Joseph of the OT and of the NT were the SAME dude.
Man, talk about being OLD!
This old Polish lady used to babysit me. One day I was at the kitchen table eating Spaghetti-O's and swinging my legs back and forth and she said in this really eerie voice, 'When you do that, you're swinging the devil. And the angel on your shoulder is crying.'
I'm 35 now and am still scared to swing my legs.
i used to think heaven, jesus et al. literally lived in the clouds and when i went to visit my grandparents i would stare out of the plane window looking for heaven...
I remember listening to my grandfather read the Bible to the family on a Sunday evening when we visited and he read from the book of Exodus. As a child about 5 years old, I really struggled to listen close and pay attention to the reading. My attention was caught when he told of God traveling with the Israelites in a cloud. Against a bright blue background, I pictured a greenish storm cloud, but the cloud was way up high, so it was small, like a gherkin. You see, I thought my grandfather had said God rode in a "pickle cloud", not a "pillar cloud." I'm over 30 years old and all of this time I've had that weird little cloud picture in my head all of this time, not having any idea why until I read through Exodus just the other day.