This post at Jart In My Head got me thinking about the days when my mom and I used to live at my grandparents' house; they were devout Sicilian Catholics, and their house was filled with cheesy and creepy religious knicknacks; the worst was a portrait of Christ that hung on the wall next to my bed. It depicted him praying with his eyes closed. When you turned out the lights, his eyes opened wide and glowed in the dark. I had to turn the picture around to face the wall because it freaked me out so much.

I went a-Googlin' for an image of this fine collectible, but couldn't find it. Instead, I turned up the Ethical Atheist's Ridiculous Religious Merchandise page, that old stalwart of spiritual kitsch, Cheesy Jesus, and this subdued, but amusing collection of Lutheran items where I learned that Martin Luther brought forth the reformation while sitting on the toilet. Whatta guy!