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Being raised Catholic, each Sunday consisted of us going to church. We would be at church kneeling when the priest would say the Eucharistic Prayer. When he would say, "... with the apostles, the martyrs, and all your saints, on whose constant intercession we rely for help"
I was so sure that he said, instead of "on whose constant intersession" he said "who, on Wisconsin Intersection."
I always thought it was so odd that the apostles, martyrs and ALL of the saints would be in an intersection, and try to figure out where exactly WAS Wisconsin Intersection. I presumed it was quite holy. Still to this day, I pretend to hear Wisconsin Intersection instead of the actual prayer!
My grandfather used to end each blessing with "bless this food for the nourishment of our bodies." The first Christmas after my grandmother died, he said the blessing, but couldn't finish it because he was so upset, so I finished it and said, "bless this food for the nourishment of our bodies." My sister, who was 28 at the time and highley educated, said, "I always thought it was "bless this food from the nerves of our bodies."
I used to believe that when I recited Psalm 23 that Shirley Goodness and her sister Mercy Goodness would follow me all the days of my life. I thought that if I said it enough times, Shirley and Mercy would show up and always follow me everywhere I went for the rest of my life.
Whenever I wanted something, I would pray to God for it and threaten to worship Satan if he didn't give it to me.
that I could throw my problems up in the sky and God would reach down and catch them.
Our father, who aren't in heaven, hollowed be thy name.
Give us the stay our daily bread...
I used to believe that the creator of a country is our god and we offered prayers to them by singing the national anthem.
i belived if i dont pray before going to sleep god will kill me
i used to believe that praying was jsut a way to get things because in church they said God would listen to your prayers and grant them. i used to wish for weird things like candy and the ability to fly. Now i know that is selfish!
As A Child: I used to believe I had to get my nightly prayers exactly right or God would not accept them so I would sometimes stay up a very long time in bed repeating my prayers over and over just to get it exactly right
I used to believe that when sunbeams came through the window and little bits of dust were illuminated in it, that it was grace from God.
When I was five, I thought that if I held a valentine I had made for my mother out the car window letting it flutter in the wind, prayed very hard, and let it go, it would come back to me. It didn't.
When i was little and went to children's church this one kids Jeremy would always pray that Jesus would bless the food in his tummy and other random things it was cute.
"Blessed art thou a mouse swimming and blessed is the Fruit of the Loom
t-shirt"
this isnt abouyt me but my little sister, a few years ago(she was 15) she went to a christening, came back and tells my mum,'it was really weird, they kept standing up and saying little poems, no one told me i had to learn poems'
when you light the menorah during hannukah, there's a saying that you're supposed to recite and it's in hebrew. used to think the end of it said: "Miss Evon knew Lahadlick Nair, shall Hannukah"
When I was little, my parents convinced me that if I had conversations with myself and pretended someone was listening, I would get to live in a special land in the clouds when I died. How naîve!
As a young Catholic child, I knew I needed to bless myself with the sign of the cross before and after my prayers. For some reason I believed the before-prayers sign of the cross got God on the line (like a telephone call) and the after-prayers one hung up the phone. I'd lie in bed wondering if God was still "on the line." I thought that until I was 17!
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