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.
My chuch had little index cards and pencils in the pews for some reason, I doodled all over them
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.
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
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.
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.
My chuch had little index cards and pencils in the pews for some reason, I doodled all over them
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.