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I thought god was a shrinky-dink butterfly for about a year or two when I was a kid. I immigrated to Israel from Russia when I was six and to learn the language I was sent to a religious day camp. The only word I picked up (probably because it was repeated to often) was god, and then we made shrinky-dinks. The two got tangled up in my mind because my parents had never even mentioned god to me before and it was the hardest concept to grasp when you're six years old and don't speak the language you're being preached to in. The ordeal I went through when I lost said shrinky-dink butterfly was the only crisis of faith I've ever had and I've since been enjoying a decidedly god-free life.
When i was little i used to think of God as a tall guy, dressed in red robes and a red turban(why red?) with a big nose and a real serious expression and when rain came it was God taking a shower and during a thunderstorm him and his angels were running around playing football with the Sun, that's why it's so dark. What an imagination!
I thought God looked a little like Newman from Seinfeld
When I grew up I went to Catholic school and was taught by nuns. They constantly told us children that if we made a face and the devil passed our face would remain like that forever. It was years before we knew otherwise
i used to picture jesus as a kind of cartoon Tarzan, swinging through the trees...
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".
I used to think it was an article of faith that Jesus never cried when he was a baby. I got this from that line in "Away in a Manger" - "But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes".
I was in Bible study and my friend Lena asked "Was Jesus Jewish? I didn't know that". And she was 35! Doesn't the Catholic teach anything right?
When my mom was little, she used to believe that God lived in down the bathtub drain. He had jet black hair and wore skin tight black pants and a tight yellow t-shirt. He was also like a genie and had a tail at the end. Go figure
My Dad's Christian teachings led me to believe that demons were everywhere.
If I sinned in the slightest way (even thinking about doing something naughty counted) the demons would possess me and I would go to hell.
However, I though I could "get out of it" if I could see a light.
This made it difficult at night, as I would lay awake for hours staring at a distant street light.
I convinced my sister that this was true.
I used to believe that Jesus was born on Dec. 25 and died on the following Easter -- which meant that he was only a few months old when he died. Somehow, he became adult and did all those miracles in between. (I guess I thought it was just one more miracle!)
i used to think heaven, jesus et al. literally lived in the clouds and when i went to visit my grandparents i would stare out of the plane window looking for heaven...
I used to think that the Three Stuges were the Three Wise Men. When my dad told me some of the stupid things the stuges did, I thought it was pretty weird...
I used to believe (and sometimes still do !) that God was the rays that would peek out behind the clouds -- I think I got this idea from seeing some childrens' Bibles, and where the illustrations inside would show those "rays" beaming down on someone (like Mary, John the Baptist, etc.)
My mom always told me "God watches you everywhere you go." I'd always answer "No, not in the bathroom because there are no windows in there." So, for years I had thought God was looking in my window every night, watching my every move with a creepy smile on his face. Sort of like a stalker.
ONE TIME WHEN I WAS LITTLE, I WAS IN INDIAN RIVER, MI. THERE THEY HAVE A CHURCH CALLED "THE CROSS IN THE WOODS", IT HAS ONE OF THE LARGEST CRUCIFIXES THERE. SO I THOUGHT THAT JESUS WAS ACTUALLY THAT SIZE, AND I ASKED MY COUSIN, AND SHE TOLD THE WHOLE FAMILY, THEY STILL TEASE ME ABOUT IT, IT WAS SO EMBARRASING.
When I was little I thought the holy spirit was a bird. I don't know why, but that was the image I had in my head.
When I was really little, like 4, I was a little scared to go to the bathroom because I thought God would be watching me...
When I was a little girl, I use to sneak in my mom's room at night, because I was so terrified that the devil and his helpers were going to come carry me out with pitch forks.
i used to believe that when you sneezed you could not take your hand away from your mouth before someone said blessyou otherwise you could be eaten by a devil
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