A Scottish Painter

[Jim Gillum Racing]

 
    There  was a Scottish painter named Jimmy who was very interested in making a  penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.
 
As  it happened, he got away with this for some time, and eventually the Church decided to do a big restoration job on the outside of one  of their biggest buildings.

Jimmy put in a bid and because his  price was the lowest, he got the job. 

                                                                     
So  he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and  buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with  turpentine.

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


 

Jimmy was  nae fool.

He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got down on  his knees and cried:
"Oh God, forgive me; what should I  do?"

And above the sound of thunder, a mighty voice spoke. 
 









"Repaint,  Repaint, and thin no more"

[Kathy Lachance Post]

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