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When I was little my mum told me Jesus was a real person, I thought she meant is somebody walking around- specificly, I decided Jesus was my Sunday school teacher!

Sarah

When I was little I though "A Cross" was a mud/tar pit and that Jesus drowned.

Usagi Ohkami

When I first heard the story of Mary and Jesus, I felt for a long time that Virgin Birth could truely happen to me, and I used to believe that one night I would just be lying in bed and it would happen, I was afraid of this for a long time

Katie

I thought we should love the devil because the devil hates love and therefore would hate the people that loved him. If we hated the devil, well, hate is a bad thing and we'd be playing right into his hand if we hated him.
Loving the devil would really tick him off.

muldoonski

As a child, I thought for a long time that the musical director at our church was the one and only Jesus Christ. He looked just like pictures and paintings I had seen in books. Recently, at a funeral, my cousin's 2 year old child pointed at me with wide eyes and said, "Jesus! Jesus!". I guess I sort of look like Him too.

Louis

I came home from school once, threw my school bag onto the chair and announced, 'well mum, I know God's secret!' ... when pressed I proudly told her; 'He has a beard!'

Jen

When I was told that 'God is everywhere, on everything and in every corner' I believed that if the light was right you would see the face of a bearded man repeated everywhere on every wall, bit of furniture, tree, car, the dog, and so on, a bit like looking through a kaleidascope...

However, I also had the very same belief about Father Christmas, and wondered for a long time if they were the same man.

Jen

As a child, I tried to deduce the meaning of the word "manger" from its context in the Christmas story, but got quite the wrong idea. I had learned that the baby Jesus slept on a bed of hay within a stable, but I was grown before I learned that "manger" referred only to that bed of hay itself. Throughout childhood, I assumed the manger was a much larger area, so that the the stable was within the manger, so I thought, rather than the reverse. I remember, for example, when singing "Away In A Manger", envisioning the "manger" as a large field with the stable at one edge of it. In fact, somewhere in that "manger" (field) was where I envisioned the shepherds watching over their flocks when the angels appeared to tell them of Jesus's birth. Although my idea of the "manger" was a fairly large filed, it was not extremely enormous, so I then thought of the shepherds as having only a rather short walk from where the angel gave them the message to where they found the baby Jesus, in the stable, lying in the bed of hay (which I learned many years later to be the actual manger).

Naomi

In preschool, we sang a song about Jesus, and I thought God would get sad. After all, Jesus was his only son, and he died on the cross! I vividly remember a picture in my mind of God, who was bawling his eyes out, looking at a crucifix. He looked like a guy with a beard, and he had a tophat.

Mark

When I was ten years old, I firmly believed in god and I thought he controlled all of the weather on earth. I also believed that if you are a good person, you will go to heaven when you die, but if you are a bad person, you will go to hell. When I was told the truth about Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy when I was twelve, I quickly stopped believing in god and that there was a heaven and hell. I thought "If Santa is not real, then why would god be real?"

Anon

I went to a Catholic school, and right before Easter in the 4th grade we watched a movie about the crucifixion of Jesus. I was absolutely terrified because when they hammered the nails into his wrists, the kid next to me said "Ohhhh.." and made an "ouch" face. I took that to mean that any time someone hurts the inside of your wrist, you'd die. I guarded my inner wrists nonstop for the next few months.

I also thought that the guy playing Jesus really did die in the movie. That he was such a strong Christian that he thought it was worth giving up his life to show the story of what happened to Jesus. I was awfully uneasy about this, and it seemed morbid that we were watching it in school.

Anon

My grandmother convinced all of her granddaughters that "when a lady whistles, the Virgin Mary cries".

anon

My father came from a very religious family.

when he was younger he became so irrationaly terrified that the devil was on the right side of his room at night, that he moved all of his furniture to the left side of his room and slept with a baseball bat so that when the devil finally came over to the left side, he could kill him.

Anon

i used to think that God was a fairy

farrah haukim

I grew up in a non practicing Jewish household. When I was a kid, I believed that the story of Hannukah went like this: For some reason, the Jews were wandering in the desert trying to get to an unspecified destination. They used this huge lamp-like thing called a Menorah to help them find their way at night. One night, the lights went out and they only had enough oil to make it last one night more. However, a miracle happened and the oil lasted 8 nights, which gave them enough time to reach their final destination. I believed this story until I was in my late teens and happened to see the "Rugrats Hanukkah story" on TV.

Anon

wheni was 5 my mom told me god was everywhere and everything so i used to talk to the trees and walls etc. for hours

brody

I used to believe that God was always sitting in a big chair on cloud and I thought rain was God's urine, snow was God's shit(?) and of course thunder... was God's fart. Jehovah is vast! ;)

Hyun-ah

when i was 9,my 5 year old sister always buckled up the seat belt on the seat in between us.when i asked why she simply said "for jesus".

me

I used to think that God looked liked the bubbleman off of the pink bubblebath bottle(Mr. Bubbleman)LOL

Anon

I used to believe that the devil lived underneath movie theaters! lol wierd i know

Anon