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When my cousin was 5 or 6, he made a wonderful discovery. After learning two things:
1. A long time ago, God created men to look like himself
2. A long time ago, men were monkeys
he put 2 and 2 together, and decided that God must be a monkey.
when i was youger i used to believe i had imagionary speakers up behind my bedroom wall and when i went to sleep i could hear god speak to people.
at that age it never appeared to me that my parents room was next door and that i was hearing their muffled voices when they spoke
When I was in first grade in a Catholic school there was Religion class. In the textbook there was a map of Palestine. It was a revelation to me that the places in the Gospel stories were real places and that the events in the Gospel were believed to be historical events. At the age of six I apparently had formed the belief that all religious scriptures were myths.
When I was about five I went to my first sleepover at my best friend's house. While we were playing in the yard we found a feather. My friend looked worried and told me that Jesus lost one of his feathere and he had probably crashed somewhere. I was so upset and told my mother as soon as she came to pick me up.
When I was a ittle kid I asked my dad about God and what he was meant to be, where was he ect. His answer was that god was everywhere... therefore with child logic I assumed this to mean that wherever I looked I would see him, and I ended up spending a lot of time searching behind the couch and in cupboards in order to find god... I never suceeded (I guess I kind of lost my faith after that)
There were several small holes in the dirt around my house. When I was about 6, I used to brush loose dirt and small rocks into them. When people asked what I was doing, I'd tell them, "I'm throwing stuff down to Hell so it'll hit Satan on the head!"
When I was younger I belived that the man who lived across the street from me was Jesus. He had a beard and a mustash and long brown hair and he looked like Jesus. He also drove the garbage truck around town.. So aparently Jesus has came back, and instead of starting the apacolipse he decided to screw it and become a garbage man in Jersey
that god looked like mario no idea how i got that idea
When I was a kid, I had this statue of Abraham Lincoln posed like the Lincoln Memorial on my nightstand. In my mind, that was what God looked like. I mean, we had pictures of what Jesus was supposed to look like, and a Dove was the Holy Spirit. But no one ever said was "God the Father" looked like.
So in my mind, God looked like Abe Lincoln!
Being a sheltered little kid, I had no idea what a virgin was, until I figured it out looking at a book of Christmas carols. The illustration for 'Silent Night' had Mary sitting on the ground, leaning against a boulder holding her baby. I took 'round yon virgin mother and child' as 'round yon virgin, mother and child.' I thought virgin was another word for boulder.
I knew that Christmas was a birthday party for Jesus, and who comes on Christmas? Santa Claus. So of course, Santa was Jesus after he got old.
I used to believe that god saw all my thoughts... terrible!
When i was little, at church they always used to tell us that Jesus was in our heart.
So when my friend's granddad had a heart operation I asked him if they found Jesus.
I'd always imagined a little mini Jesus running around in my heart.
Raised to believe that Jesus was coming back to take Christians away, and having seen some old religious movie where all the Christians disappear and and the anti-Christ or whoever is trying to kill this lady who is left, I would always freak out if my parents were late coming back home and the sky was really weird looking outside. Or, sometimes, if they didn't wake up the usual time, and everything was quiet, and it looked weird outside, I thought they had been taken. I would cry in my bed thinking that I was going to hell and the anti-Christ was coming to get me.
I use to believe that God controlled everyone with remote controls. LOLOL
I used to think that the devil wore a cowboy hat. When I'd see someone wearing one I'd ask my mom if she thought that was him.
When I was little my friend and I made a plan to take over the world. Back then we believed that God and Jesus ruled the world, and they lived in a house on a cloud. The plan was to fly up and tip the cloud over so God and Jesus would fall out, and then we could take over the cloud house and have koolaid and pool parties.
My grandmother used to tell me that Jesus was always in my heart, henceforth, i belived that ther was actually a little man living inside my heart and everytime my heart beat, it was him praying.
Ok when i was small everyone would always tell me that god was everywhere and everything you would touch was god. So every step I would take i would always repeat ''sorry god'' because I though that I was stepping on him. It even came to a point that I would ask god permission before moving around.
when i was little i got confused with religions and blood(irish,chines,ect) and i was in 1st grade when we had to right a journal thing and i wrote,"i like st.patricks day but im not jewish" i ment irish,even tho i am irish