Even though he concedes it's the "stupidest thing [he's] ever made on [his] blog," a nonbeliever of the Lord's steady stream of visitations into this world makes a post about Jesus appearing in his closet door.

Here it goes: my old closet door has a very curious wood grain pattern in it, that many people over the years have said looks exactly like Jesus Christ holding out His hands.

So far as I'm concerned, there's nothing supernatural about it at all. And it wouldn't be proper to come oggle this anyway: if the Bible teaches us that not even the angels are to be worshiped, then I can't begin to imagine how much worse it is to pay homage to an inanimate hunk of wood.

Obviously Jesus sent His image to this poor, deluded man in order to convince him of the righteousness of worshipping random images of nothing.