because my mother doesn’t Facebook

 

 

… and really, neither do I.

 

I mean, I only post a status a couple times a month and suddenly the funny blows up into 300 comments.

 

But this one?  Is just for my Momma.  Who gave me a well-rounded introduction to the Jesus-loving churches of the world.

 

(Which might explain the dirty looks I got when I tried to bust into applause as a guest at a Mormon baptism, and when I tried to take the communion wafer out of the priest’s hand as a guest at a Catholic church.  Let’s just call it well-rounded confusion…)

 

No clue who to credit for this – but someone on Facebook may or may not have caused a bladder emergency in my household with this:

 

 

 

I don’t care who you are, that’s funny right there.

 

(Psst.  And for the record, I know some mighty charismatic Baptists who can’t help but bust out a Rocky during worship).

 

I know which one describes my Mom… which one describes you???