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i used to believe that god was on vacation, but videotaping everything that i did (to review when he got back). when things would go wrong, i would pray for "rewind".
When I was little I believed that Jesus lived on the clouds. I was so excited for my first plane ride that I was finally going to see Him. What a disappointment when He wasn't there!
My teacher told us this story once. Apparently he was taking his four-year-old daughter to church for Easter morning mass, and she asked, "Daddy, what is Easter about?" He replied, "Well, it's the day that Jesus Christ was resurrected from the dead." Her immediate response was "Nuh uh! You're lying!" "No, really," he said, "that's what Easter is about." His daughter got a really deep, thoughtful expression on her face for a minute, and then said "Well, that's really dumb. You can't come back from the dead. Even I know that."
I used to believe that since Heaven was in the clouds-or so I believed- whenever I was on an airplane, I would look around- searching for God and his angels.
when i was little and i was told that Jesus lived in your heart i used to be afraid to suck on my middle finger because i thought that i was flicking Jesus off.
I used to believe that the weather was a way of telling us how God was feeling. God was sad when it rained and God was angry when there was thunder and lightning. When it was a beautiful day, God was happy. =)
I used to believe that i could see angels. I told myself and my mom and dad i could. I just wanted to impress them.
My parents told me that Jesus visited Santa Claus when he was dead for three days.
Being non-religious, I used to believe that Joseph (Jesus's "father") and Joseph from the technicolor dreamcoat were the same person. What a life he lead eh?
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By the immaculate conception of the virgin Mary, I used to think that that meant that she was a virgin and that Jesus somehow just appeared- as in Mary was never pregnant in the first place. I also felt bad for Joseph because Mary cheated on him with God.
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From as far back as I can remember until sometime in junior high I believed that nuns were actually criminals and that being a nun was part of their punishment. I went to Catholic school in the 3rd grade. When someone did something wrong a nun would take them in this little room in the back of our classroom and you could always hear the kid screaming. The kid would stay in there even when we went to lunch, but when we came back the kid would be back and sitting quietly in their desk. I always thought that if I did something wrong that the nuns would open up there outfits like a jacket and they would have an assorment of guns lined up, like street vendors with watches, and they would kill me and I would go to heaven so God would have a talk with me about being a bad girl and put a curse on me to make me behave. Then he would send my soul back.
When I was younger, I had a cereal bowl that I got through mail order from the Kelloggs corporation. It had a picture of the Raisin Bran sun on the interior bottom. I ate breakfast from that bowl every single morning, watching Captain Kangaroo, and every morning, I believed that the Raisin Bran sun was the face of God, smiling up at me from the bottom of my cereal bowl.
Well, when I was around 2 our landlord died. I asked Mama where he went. She said he was in a place called Heaven up in the sky with a man called God. I looked up and saw the moon and figured God's face looked like that. For a number of years I thought of God as a man with a face like the moon!
I thought, until very recently (I'm 25), that "Hail" in "Hail Mary" was her title, part of her name. Hail in portuguese, my 1st language, sounds like "bird". So I thought that somehow she was represented as a bird, since it was her title.
For the longest time, I believed that if my mom wasn't my mom, that Mary (the mother of Jesus) would have been my mom, and she would have been 'Angela, the mother of Jesus'.
How could Baby Jesus be born on Dec 25th, get tall, grow a beard and then die, all by Easter. Whew!
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When I was four or five my mother tried to comfort me from bad dreams by telling me that jesus was always watching me. I became convinced that jesus was sitting on the edge of the bathtub watching me poop and finally had to be taken to the doctor when i refused to go to the bathroom for a week.
When I was a little girl I thought God only spoke English. Coming from a Spanish-speaking household, I would pray in Spanish, and then "translate" my prayer back to God.
I used to believe the Christ was born
on Christmas Day and crucified the
following Easter.
I used to throw handfuls of sand into the air and then watch it drifting down while yelling, "The SAND GOD! The SAND GOD!" I believed the Sand god was very pleased with my offerings.
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