The Painter

There was a tradesman, a painter called Jock, who was very interested in
making a penny where he could, so he often would thin down paint to make it
go a wee bit further.

As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the
Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on the painting of one of
their biggest buildings. Jock put in a bid, and because his price was so
low, he got the job.

And so he set to erecting the trestles and setting up the planks, and buying
the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine.

Well, Jock was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly
completed when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, and the sky
opened, the rain poured down, washing the thinned paint from all over the
church and knocking Jock clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among
the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless
paint.

Jock was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got
on his knees and cried: "Oh, God! Forgive me! What should I do?"

And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke...

"Repaint! Repaint! and thin no more!"

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