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When I was like, 6 or 7, I had this book of stories from the Bible for kids. I was reading about Adam and Eve, and I read righ up to when Eve ate from the Tree of Knowlege. I had to go somewhere with my mom, so I had to save my place in the book. I never got a chance to finish the story, so I thought Eve died. I didn't learn the truth until I was like 8 or 9

Emmy

When I was about 3 or 4, I thought God lived on my street a long time ago. I just had this image of a foggy morning by the house 2 houses down from mine with this guy standing in the street in a white robe with a long white beard and hair.

Christian Girl

When i was younger I thought that the world was seriously like a sno-globe....I was so scared that God might accidently drop it and we would all float around in the emptiness of space.. and die...i was so creeped out!

Sweet Spirit

i used to believe that my mom was born during the time Jesus was alive, and that she knew him very well, because she always said Jesus died for her sins, i thought he had been accused of something she'd done, it wasnt until a year or so later that i found out the truth in church, when they said Jesus died for everyone's sins...lol

Holly

I used to believe that people who read the Bible to me considered the stories to be fairy tales.

Anon

I used to believe that God looked like the Statue of Liberty.

Spencer Griffin

My friend used to believe that Jesus was a horrible evil man who nailed people to a cross. She got the whole thing rather twisted but was seriously freaked out by the second coming theory. Gah.

Anon

When I was a kid, I believed Jesus was a hippie...peace signs and everything..and he sat up in the sky with two other Gods from different religions, and they all had blue jeans on..hence why I thought the sky was blue.
Man what went on in my head..

Laura..

When I was little, my mom would always tell me the traditional reason for why I shouldn't put my arm out the window: if we went by, say, a street sign and got too close, I could lose an arm.

However, my mother decided to tell me something more, just for that little extra: "That's how Jesus lost his arm."

To mom's credit, I never put my arm out a window again, but I always wondered how Jesus got his arm back to later be crucified on a cross.

Auston

I used to believe jesus was a punk, don't ask me why...

Anaïs

My mom asked my 3-yo brother what was wrong as he sat quietly with a puzzled look.

He asked earnestly, "If God is in my heart, does he make it beat, or does he just sit there and watch the blood go by?"

Anon

I believed on the Three Kings. We used to leave them grass in a shoe box and water for the camels and they would leave us presents. Until I found the shoe box in te garbage...buuuhuuu

Nilsa

I used to study in a Christian kindergarten and a Christian elementary school. I was told that God knows the sorrow, guilts, happiness...everything of everything of us! At that time, I thought the God "watched" by televisions and our daily lives were broadcast lived through our corresponding television. I was so amazed that God could watch billions of TV at the same time, managing to know every single movement of all his believers.

Oiman

when i was little, i used to believe that God wad Mickey Mouse

anon

When I was a little girl, I imagined God up in heaven with a big book, and for every new day he would turn the page :)

Deborah

Until about 2 years ago I believed The Lord was in prison at the moment and that's why we had church...to pray for him. Why did I believe this? Because we say "Jesus Christ has risin." I thought it said "Jesus Christ in prison." So I asked my mom why Jesus went to jail. She was confused.

Cheryl