What Would I Do?

The other day I was looking at my blog stats (because I am shallow, obsessive and conceited) and realized I had 12 followers. My first thought?

Oh my God! I am just like Jesus when he first started out!

I know, I know: how blasphemous! How disrespectful! How dare I compare myself to the Lord and Saviour! Like a good lapsed Catholic, I immediately felt guilty for thinking such a thing.

But I couldn't help noticing other similarities:

We both wear Birkenstocks. (Okay, mine are Birks but I am sure JC would have worn them as well if they had them back in the day.)

We both have been ostracized for our beliefs. (Ironically, me in the name of Him. Probably not vice versa.)

Our mothers were totally awesome and our fathers were above all others (His literally, mine more figuratively).

But the big one? Though we don't have biological ties per se, we love our children unconditionally because they do belong to us regardless of what anyone says. Say what you will, but that gives me great comfort as I await the arrival of my little ones.

Now if I could just learn how to turn water into wine....


- The 2nd Mommy