This morning, the priest at my church started his sermon with this one:
A pastor noticed that his little white church was in need of a coat of paint. He then bought a gallon of white paint and proceeded to start painting. With one side done, he realized that he'd already used half a gallon and wouldn't have enough to finish. Not wanting to go all the way back to the paint store, he found some paint thinner in the basement, which he mixed into the paint thus enabling him to finish the other three sides.
That night it rained really hard and in the morning he noticed that the one side was perfect, but the other three sides were streaked and washed out looking.
Frustrated, he raised his face to the heavens and cried out, "Oh Lord! What do I do?"
A thunderous voice came down from Heaven saying,
"REPAINT AND THIN NO MORE!"