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One of my younger brothers thought that if you said the word *devil* you would go straight to hell, so of course me being a contradictory kind of big sister, and for the sheer pleasure of annoying him, I would say devil repeatedly in his face till he would start to cry. Funnily enough he never said anything about the word *demon*, maybe because the Demons were his favourite aussie rules footy team...?
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The Priest in my Catholic school had a big white phone on his desk. I asked him once in confession why I had to tell him my sins and I could not just tell God myself, I was about 8 years old - I asked, "is it because you talk to God, on the big white phone?" He laughed and answered, "Something like that, yes." So after that I made the sign of the cross in front of the big white phone whenever I passed his office. I beleived this for quite some time until I saw my mother, who was the secretary at the church, talking on THE PHONE one day and nearly had a heart attack. I thought it must be bad if God asked to talk to my mom. "What did he say, was it about me, cause I stole that chocolate from the store?" My mother, of coarse has never stopped teasing me about this. I still feel a little nostalgic when I see a big white phone. I always want to pick it up, just to see if by chance God's on the line. :)
When I was quite young, I was looking out of the car window while we were driving past a cemetary. I noticed that there was a tombstone with a picture of Jesus on it, and, although I don't think I mentioned it to anyone else at the time, I was positive that it was Jesus' grave. So the years passed, and I was in first grade. I don't know how it started, but some other kid and myself got into a discussion about Jesus. I, of course, was very proud to announce that I had seen where Jesus was buried, and all of a sudden the kid started yelling at me, "Jesus isn't dead! He's alive!" And I told him that he was stupid because the tombstone I saw had Jesus' face on it, so of course it was his! Needless to say, after a few minutes of angry words, the teacher came between us and said that everyone believes in different things and that neither one of us was right or wrong. Boy, that really pissed me off.
I used to believe that everyone on earth was God's BarbiesŪ, and he controlled what we did. I blame my sister for this for explaining to me what a 'user' meant when I was listening to one of her songs.
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When I was a child, i used to believe, for possibly over two or three years, and with certainty, that God was no other than the Michelin Man.
I believed it that i never questioned it or bothered to ask anyone, it just seemed so commonsense.
I never knew he was made of tyres, i thought he was white and shaped like he was 'cos he was made from clouds, and i knew they used to say God was high above.
I watched him the TV and imagined playing soccer with him.
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God was a smiling fat man with glasses and a white lab coat, whose favourite food was oranges. Why oranges? They were shaped like the Earth, of course. I also believed that if I were even better behaved than an angel, I could become a God too and marry Jesus. As a deity-in-training, needless to say, I ate a lot of oranges back then.
I used to believe that Mary Poppin was God's wife. Her name was Mary, after all, and who else could sit on a cloud and fly with a parasol?
When I was very little I thought that god was a really tall skinny guy with long hair and a beard. I visualised him running long-legged through the city with tall buildings in each hand placing them in empty lots, because I had been told that god created everything and put everything in its place.
I used to believe that Mother Nature was The wife of God. She was the mommy and he was the daddy.
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I used to believe that God looked like Abraham Lincoln, only made out of clouds, and he would sit at a big cloud desk and do business type things...angels on different clouds would call him on his cloud phone and prayers were recorded on his cloud answering machine...
When I was young I was told about some guy call jesus who went around doing unbelievable things. I'm glad that I've now grown up and can see it for the lie that it is.
I thought a manger was the entire nativity scene with the stable, baby Jesus, Mary, the wise men and all. We had a little scene like that under our Christmas tree every year. When I was in my 30's, I found out a manger was only a feed trough, but baby Jesus did sleep in one.
I used to think the "Holy Ghost" looked like Casper, the friendly ghost.
In Sunday School as a child, I was taught that "Jesus made no mistakes," so every time I was working on homework and wrote something wrong and had to go back and erase it, I was a little jealous that Jesus didn't have to use and eraser-that he did his homework right the first time.
i used to believe god had an answering machine. that's how he heard everyone's prayer.
I went to a Catholic school as a child. They told us that people who didn't hear the world of Jesus would go to hell. When I was in the washroom, as a first or second-grader, I would read the grafitti on the walls. Some people would write:
I was here but now I'm gone
I left my name to turn you on
Those who know me, know me well
Those who don't can go to hell.
I was convinced that JESUS must have come and personally visited the girls' room at my school to leave that message. Who else can say that anyone who doesn't know them could go to hell??
My visual representation of GOD was Mr Clean wearing a white robe... but his skin was a green/yellowish color.
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my husband figured out when he was very small that he must be jesus. he knew that his dad's name was joseph, but never knew what his mom's name was because his dad always used to call her 'mom'. hubby figured her name must be mary, and he knew his brother couldn't be jesus because his name was frank, so, bless him, he decided that he must was jesus. i think thats soooo sweet!! his mom's name was lily, by the way!
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I used to go sunday school a lot as a kid, and my parents used tell me loads about this Jesus guy; that he lived in a hot country, wore dress like garments and most likely had dark skin. So on a family holiday to Egypt (my dad's Egyptian)i saw him.(The exact image i had pictured Jesus to look like). Jesus was standing in Heathrow Airport. A sudden impluse took me, and i ran after him screaming at the top of my lungs "Jesus Jesus!!". My embarrassed parents had to run after me to explain that it wasn't Jesus at all; but a very unammused muslim lady.....apparently this happened more than once.
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In 1st grade, my teacher told us to draw a scene from the Bible. I drew Adam, Eve and the serpent prior to the Fall from grace, and I gave the serpent legs. "Why does the serpent have legs?" my teacher asked. "Well," I answered, "as a punishment for making Eve eat from the apple, God told it "upon thy belly shalt thou go", which means that prior to man's fall the serpent did not crawl but walk."
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