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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.
Growing up in a Catholic home, I was a tad confused on a few things. I thought to have a baby you had to have a wedding in the church (even if you'd already been married there) and the preist prayed over the couple and if you prayed hard enough a baby would be sent down on a bolt of lightening.
I also thought Satan lived in our basement.....ah precious memories!
When I was little I used to thing that a lesbian was a religion oops!
I believe in God becouse I think that God made human being, and God is who substent us.
God is who give my life, God make life and God made me.
I thought when my pastor said the tithes and offerings were 'given for God's use', he actually took it to the church parking lot, threw up the money, and God would take as much as he could from the tossed cash. The rest that fell to the ground belonged to the humans. Safe to say, it's no wonder we moved to a bigger building in record time.
I went to church when I was younger and there were two men who helped run the service. I thought the 'priest''s name was Rever, and the other mans name was Tim.
My dad then corrected me by telling me that the other man's name was actually John; and our 'priest' was actually called Reverend Tim.
I thought the -end in Reverend was an 'And' haha!
When I was very little, like 5 or so, I believed that everyone in the world had to believe in God and they had to celebrate either Christmas or Channukah. When I found out one of my relatives became an athiest and he didn't believe in God, I thought that was illegal and he would be an outcast to the world.
My Dad repaired an orphanage with his own money. To honor the Catholic children there, he met with the Pope to have thier rosaries blessed (prayer beads). For the longest time, I thought it was strange that the orphanage allowed my Dad to travel with their "roses".
My mother, a Catholic, used to have bible study/debate with her Jehovah's Witness friend. Somehow I found out my mothers friend did not let her kids watch Beetlejuice the cartoon, and I burst into tears and told my mom she couldn't become a Jehovah's Witness and prevent me from watching the show thinking that was practiced in the religion.
I dont understand religion like a Preist cant have sex but they want you to get maried so you have sex and have babys but they cant? and the bible makes no sense at all its almost asif walt disney wrote it and marilyn manson added the brutal parts relgion drives me crazy how can people actually beleive that kind of stuff.. well yeah maybe there was a guy named jesus that got put on a cross and killed anyways im going to stop cuz its driving me crazy this religion thing
I remember asking for more "wafers" when i was in communion because i loved them. Then i found out that they were Gods "body". I was grossed out and wouldnt take them. My parents had to tell me it wasnt really gods body for me to eat it again
i remember when i went up with my mom one time for communion (i wasn't old enough to take it, though), i asked the priest if i could have a "chip," too.
I was told by my teacher that when a person gives charity, god will reward him with double of what he has given.
When I was in the synagouge my father gave charity and took back change, I tought he had taken back double of what he has given.
My next door neighbor had to go to something called CCD and I didn't know what it was. I asked her, and she just said it was for church. For a while, I thought it meant they were looking for christian music- Seeing CD's, CCD, right? haha.
when i was a kid i heard about "communion" when i went to catholic scripture class at school once. the teacher explained that the idea was that people ate the flesh of christ and drank the blood of christ. she also told us that god was really really really big AND that god and jesus christ were just different versions of the same thing. so.... i put all this information together and believed that at communion people were REALLY eating a little piece of christ's body, and that christ was a reallly really really big person, and that every church kept a slab of christ which they would carve little bits off to feed to people every sunday. i was quite disgusted by this for many years.
When I was small and the priest would read out the intentions for masses for the coming week, I used to think that the people he was talking about were so huge (people of giant spider proportions!) that they had to have the whole church to themselves!
I used to think that if i looked at a cross it would turn me christian. every time we passed a church in the car, i'd close my eyes.
I was raised jewish. nobody ever told me about how religions worked.
I remember as a young Jewish kid in a religious school, about 5-6 years old, learning about Isaac and Ishmael and the notions of the two separate religiong Judaism and Islam. I have two brothers and occasionally we would fight and then forgive each other and get along again. And I remember thinking of Muslims: "they're our brothers, and we need to forgive each other and get along again." I actually would start looking around the synogague during prayers hoping to see some of our "brothers" who had decided to forgive us.
when i was little i was taught in sunday school about sin. I didnt understand so the teacher said when u did something bad black spot appear on ur soul (i figured a soul was ur insides) and if u got to many u went to hell.So i thought that if u filled up ur soul with black spots u would die. I was so afraid for years about doing to much bad things cause i didnt want to die.
When I very briefly went to Sunday school at the age of about six or seven, they used to have a collection plate passed around. I asked what the money was for.
"Well, it might be for..." Mum thought about it. "It might be for mending the church roof."
I didn't say any more about it, but I was convinced that I knew now what was going on. After the service, the organist would melt down the pennies with the steam from the organ pipes (!) and cover the leaks in the roof with the hot metal. Even though I know better now, it's still a persistent image.