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When I was little I though "A Cross" was a mud/tar pit and that Jesus drowned.
Growing up in West Virginia, my mom's friend and her siblings used to run across abandoned mines b/c the rumblings of built up carbon gas they heard was thought to be the devil trying to reach up and pull them into the mine below!
When I had chicken pox, I went to the zoo one day. And there was a lion standing majestically in its own little island surrounded by a moat.
For a moment I thought the lion was Aslan. So I began doing the a-salamaya reverence to it- but quickly realized that it was a regular lion and not Aslan.
If you want to find out why is this belief in the Religion Characters category, read The Chronicles of Narnia.
In religious study in school when I was little one of our teachers mentioned that somepeople believe that your conscious is God somehow from this I got the idea that Jiminy Cricket from Pinnocino was God and that the blue fairy was the virgin Mary. This concept didnt go down particularly well when i kept refering to Mary as "that fairy" in Sunday school
I used to think that Jesus had magically grown up into an adult in the three months between Christmas and Easter. If he could come back to life, then why not?
Before geography really sank in at about nine, I used to think that Jerusalem was in South America somewhere, most often Chile as that was the one South American country I knew. I thought that Jerusalem had to be this big expansive place and everything in Europe was taken. My parents were rather confused at my versions of Christmas and Easter.
I used to believe everyone on earth was a doll, and god was our child that played with us like we were in his doll house!
I used to believe in the three wise men. Each January 5th during the night my father sneaked into my room and left gifts under my bed. When I woke up I found the presents and ran to my parents room very happy and astonished. My father always told me that the three wise men left those presents for me, and he used to plant some evidence to reinforce that, as for example footprints, a garment or even a crown.
In my youth, I envisioned god to be shaped like a diaper with a bearded face on it. I didn't associate his shape with diapers, that's just the best way to descirbe it. I can't even begin to imagine where I got that idea from.
I am Catholic. I used to believe that the Father presenting the Mass was in fact God himself.
My friend used to believe that Adam and Eve were buried under her church's library! She was so scared of it afterwards, even when another friend told her that it was a big April Fool's joke.
my mum asked me when i was about 4 who the first two people on earth were, and i said 'Anorak and Zoe'. ?!?!?
between my mothers latin american easter story and my fathers american version i got very confused. i had this strange idea that a massive baby jesus delivered easter baskets. i just recently figured out how i came up with this theory.
en i was little, i saw a picture of a big round purple monster in a book. i used to believe that God looked exactly like that, and he lived in a stable that floated in the sky!
As a small child, I learned in Sunday School that Christ was born in December and that he was crucified in late March or April. I was confused about how he managed to do so much in just four months.
When I was younger I belived that the man who lived across the street from me was Jesus. He had a beard and a mustash and long brown hair and he looked like Jesus. He also drove the garbage truck around town.. So aparently Jesus has came back, and instead of starting the apacolipse he decided to screw it and become a garbage man in Jersey
I used to believe the reason St. Peter crucified was upside down was because the arm parts of the cross broke off.
My older brother used to tell me that if I opened my eyes during prayer at chuch the Holy Spirit would come and get me. You better beleive that for the very influential years of my life that I closed by eyes so tight at chruch that it hurt...anything would be better than the Holy Spirit coming to get you.
I believed that baby Jesus didn't have any bodily functions. I think it was an extrapolation from 'Away in a Manger' when it says 'no crying he makes' ... somehow he didn't do anything else either.
When I was little, I thought that the story said that Jesus went around bragging that he was the son of god. you know, shoving it in peoples faces. Im really ashamed of it now, but back then i thought he got what he deserved. SORRY
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