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I used to believe in the three wise men. Each January 5th during the night my father sneaked into my room and left gifts under my bed. When I woke up I found the presents and ran to my parents room very happy and astonished. My father always told me that the three wise men left those presents for me, and he used to plant some evidence to reinforce that, as for example footprints, a garment or even a crown.
When I was 7-8, I knew I was an exceptionally good kid, living in the Bible belt where church/religion was a prominent piece of our culture. I remember going entire days without sinning (as clearly there was no sin in being self absorbed). So the real question, and what I was really aiming for, was whether the book of the Bible that would be named after me should be called the "Book of Cindy" or the "Book of Cynthia?"
I used to believe in God.
I used to believe that if an ice cream truck drove too quickly or didn't play music, that it was being driven by the Devil and that if I tried to buy ice cream from him then he would kidnap me.
I thought "Virgin Mary" was actually "Verge 'n Mary" and that Verge was a nickname for Joseph.
The first time I heard of Jesus, it was at Christmas. I saw imagery of Jesus as a baby and kept hearing about the "Baby Jesus", so I obviously thought of Jesus being a baby.
When I first heard of Easter, I thought Jesus also died as a baby!
I used to think that a Mormons were an alien race from a fifties sci-fi film.
When I was little I somehow imagined God to look like Spider Man and I thought he floated in space above earth watching us.
When I asked my mother what God looked like, she said something along the lines of, "Nobody really knows. He is a giant Being."
I didn't know what the word "being" meant because I was so young, so I thought she had said he was a "giant bean." So for a few years of my early childhood I would picture God as an enormous white lima bean.
Growing up in an agnostic household, I heard the Christmas story before I heard of any more of Jesus' life, and for some reason I didn't grasp that he grew into an adult. I was very confused to hear about everything he did later and pictured all the miracles being performed by a baby in a blanket.
My father told me this recently.
Me and my sister were having a conversation whether or not Jesus existed.
And then my sister said: "Let's ask santa claus because he's real!"
I grew up near Bellingham, Washington. When we went there for the first time I was very eager to know where in town Jesus had been born.
When I was little, my dad told me B.C. meant "Before Christ" and A.D. meant "After Death." This led me to think that the original dates of Christmas and Easter happened within a year of each other. I thought the reason Jesus was so magical and powerful was that he grew to be an adult in under six months!
I used to think that my priest at church was God because he wore a robe and was bald and that is how I always thought God looked. He was also my piano teacher's husband so I was really surprised when I would go to piano lessons at God's house.
I thought that the Vicar who came to my primary school every now and then was God. My mum didn't even bother to correct me!
Growing up in a non-religious household, as a little kid, I'd sometimes see ads for religious counseling numbers on television. I somehow got the impression that these were numbers with which to directly call God on the phone.
I used to think God would be angry with me for not believing in him and when I remember i'd whisper that I was sorry.
when ı was little ı used to think that minaret was god and somewhat later ı learned that we could not see the god now whenever ı remember that ı just laugh
When I was a child I used to believe that The God was one of the clouds in the sky so every time I looked up at the sky I tried to identify which one He was
I used to think Santa Clause was the Holy Spirit. I always heard more about the Holy Spirit around Christmas and you couldn't see spirits or Santa. I found out later in life that a friend of mine also had that same belief!