There was a Scottish painter named Smokey MacGregor 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..
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As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but
eventually the local church decided to do a big restoration job on the
outside of one of their biggest buildings.
Smokey put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, 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, Smokey 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 Smokey clear off the scaffold to land on the
lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the
thinned and useless paint.
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Smokey was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the
Almighty, so he got down on his knees and cried:
"Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should i do?"
And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke.
(you're going to love this)
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"Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"
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"Blessed are the cracked, for they are the ones who
let in the light."
Oh stop groaning! You know you're going to send this
on!!
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