This stuffed doll embodies my childhood visualization of a male, white, glittering, bearded God who was comforting and always present. This characterization of God looks silly next to my unfolded laundry or sitting in my car. This performative piece highlights the disconnect between my adult life and the religion I internalized as a child through thirteen formative years of Catholic school in conservative Nebraska. By physically carrying around this version of God, I was forced to acknowledge the nostalgia of some of my ideas about religion and spirituality and question how I want the deeply-rooted relics of these childhood beliefs to exist in my adult life.