I'm not perfect (ha!), and I don't have a beard (although I'm slightly follicular on the upper lip).
I don't dress in white robes, multiply loaves or fishes, and I'm more of a goddess than God.
I bet Josh would concur (you know, about the goddess thing)...
Where was I -
Jesus has a few followers. How many? Not sure, but I imagine it's quite a few.
I have 49.
This excites me more than it should. Up until only a few months ago I think I hovered around ten. Maybe even thirteen. I was such a loser.
I'd say Jesus has me totally beat on the followers, but I'm so rapidly catching up I can taste the leather of his sandals.
It tastes like chicken.
In celebration of my vastly growing empire, I would like to encourage more people to follow me by bribing them.
The next person, the one to become my 50th follower, is gonna get a gift.
It doesn't get any more exciting than this, kids.
What would Jesus do?
He'd follow my fucking blog, that's what he would do.