I was too distracted by my complete boredom in church to pay any attention to anything. If only a light fixture could have spared me the agony of sitting there in that horrible place. I’m glad I left that religious malarky behind in my childhood and grew up to become an atheist.
Same, I did a lot of counting fingers and ceiling tiles and coloring in all the enclosed letters in the program. Didn’t absorb enough god I guess.
I counted a lot of ceiling tiles in my time also. And i made up my own words to “hymns” to amuse myself, some of which were quite naughty (for a kid). I still regard churches as emblems of the dark ages where depression and despair go to live.
Agreed and I think it hurt the less rebellious kids more. Kids who tried their best to please the adults who were telling them this is what a good person is and does.
So true, and coming from a mormon culture I can tell you that you’re right. The mormon kids I went to church with were by far the more terrorizing and misbehaved kids compared to us who weren’t. Of course it was “their” church and I think parents look the other way when it’s their kid doing something bad. They really believe their hellious rebellious brats were natural born “saints.” My a$$ - they were the most despicable people. One reason I abandoned any pretense of liking church very early on.
My chuch had little index cards and pencils in the pews for some reason, I doodled all over them
Nice, I wish we’d had those!! I was so bored at church I mostly just watched the clock ticking backwards.
Thank fuck for children’s bible school so I could at least draw in coloring books while pretending to listen to whatever the supervisor was on about.
I was raised in mormon country USA, so we HAD to go to primary every Sunday, and the teacher would have felt (the fabric, felt) cut-outs of Jesus and the sun in the sky and I always wondered why Jesus was so pink looking. And why the sun was always in the sky - never any clouds. I guess that would be too heavy for us dumb kids to wrap our dumb minds around.
yeah… I’d love to say that I’m an atheist because I was a child genius who saw right through the bullshit, but this is definitely a more likely explanation. The actual “hard thinking” came a fair bit later…
We honed our multiplication skills figuring out how many ceiling tiles, light fixtures or trim pieces there were up there. The crushing boredom was real.
Honestly, I think it gave me a lot more patience in life. So it wasn’t all a loss.
I don’t think if offset the sleep I’d have gotten instead. Thankfully as soon as I could drive I found a job with Sunday hours and got outa there.
That was me during school with the fans. “Who’s head would get chopped off first?”
I’m in this picture and I’m ok with it.
*who would be sent to heaven, would be messed up for God to send someone to hell after they died in his house
Oh hell to me would be having to live an eternity within the righteous ranks of the religious. Let them reside forever in their spiritual white houses in the clouds, spare of decoration or frivolity, send me to a radiant abyss where men can meet their true selves and rejoice in their sins.
Unless it was the removal of a heretic in their midst. God sees all, knows all, giveth and taketh away, and this way he inspires his followers while culling the unworthy. Two birds, one sacrifice, etc.
This brought back a memory I didn’t know I had 😆
