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Michchamp
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You have no idea. When I was maybe 6 or 7 years old, my Grandmother told me that Satan was once a beautiful Angel and that he may come to me and pretend to be God. She said that I couldn't trust that it was truly God, so the test is to pinch yourself. If it hurts, it's Satan. If it doesn't hurt, it's God. She also claimed that Satan will try to get into bed with me to sneak into my dreams, so if I had nightmares, it was because I was letting Satan win and my soul was doomed to Hell. But she said, "Don't worry! When you wake up, pray to God for your soul. Beg forgiveness for your sins and let Jesus into your heart."
For a few years, that was the final thought that went through my mind before bed time. Scary shit when you're that young.
We plan to take a live and let live approach with our kids. Not push them into any religion, but also not to see us badmouthing relatives - or otherwise decent people - who believe. But If I found out my parents or in-laws tried to fill my kid's head with that nonsense, I'm going after them.