The pastor at a tiny, cash-strapped rustic church needed to re-paint the church building, but money was perpetually tight. So he got two large cans of paint that were on sale, which he figured would be enough, and he and his deacon set to painting the church. They painted the right half of the church, but were alarmed to see that they had used up two-thirds of the paint painting only half of the church.
They didn’t want to lose face by asking for further donations and they didn’t see any other way out of the situation, so they watered down the remaining can of paint and painted the left half of the church. They did this even though the directions on the paint can said not to. This looked OK when the paint was wet, since it thinned into a smooth white layer, but the next day the bishop of the diocese came to visit, and the paint that they had watered was horribly cracking up and showing through. Apologizing and kneeling down, the pastor and the deacon asked the bishop what they should do.
“Repaint and thin no more”, he said.
I was expecting a wonderful moral story out of this. And I could see how watering down paint and trying to paint over something and it looks okay at first and then becomes all dried and cracked and…. you get it.
But then you hit me with that horrible pun and I hate it.
Wide Spread Interests 