Layla's Dark and Foreboding Weblog

I'd like to talk about Jesus. Everyone has their Jesus. Some people have this one:

Some have this:

I have this one:

When I got this one, it came in superhero packaging. My nephew C said, "This guy is cool, but I wish he had more weapons." We responded with "Oh, he does! He can turn water into wine! Walk on water! Make people kill each other in his name!" I feel that Jesus and I now have a better relationship. I took him out of the packaging. He helps me each day. Especially when it comes to keeping track of things I lose.

Here's Jesus holding my Color Purple tickets!

No more wondering if we put these tickets in a safe spot!

Hey...where's my awesome Keihls Lip Balm?

Thanks Jesus!

Jesus knows everything. Like when it's time for a wax!

Jesus Christ! Where's my phone?

Though sometimes bogged down by the trappings of technology:

Jesus is all right. This blog entry was going to be about how I've become more spiritual lately. I have. And Jesus and I now have an understanding. He's a huge help in many circumstances. But mostly him and God are good at letting us figure it out on our own.