[restornu]

It seems that there was a little old church out in the countryside: painted white and with a high steeple.

One Sunday, the pastor noticed that his church needed painting. He checked out the Sunday ads and found a paint sale. The next day, he went into town and bought a gallon of white paint. He went back out to the church and began the job.

He got done with the first side. It was looking great. But he noticed he had already used a half gallon.

He didn't want to run back in town and being the creative person that he was, he found a gallon of thinner in the shed out back, and began to thin his paint. It worked out great. He finished the remaining three sides with that last half gallon of paint.

That night, it rained: it rained hard. The next morning when he stepped outside of the parsonage to admire his work, he saw that the first side was looking great, but that the paint on the other three sides had washed away.

The pastor looked up in sky in anguish and cried out, "What shall I do?"

A voice came back from the heavens saying, "Repaint, and thin no more!" 1

[polemikos]

There was a rabbi on a jet flying home after a trip to Israel.
He had several of his elder children with him. The rabbi was
grayed and bent. His children were doting on him. They asked
him what he needed, whether they could get him anything and so on.
A non-believer, having passed the rabbi in the aisle on the way to
the men's room a couple of times, finally stopped to ask the rabbi,
"Why are your children so attentive and considerate? My own children
have left me, don't go to church anymore and don't call me, even."
The rabbi turned to the gentleman and said, "I teach my children
that we are descended from Adam. Thus they believe me to be one
generation closer to God than themselves. You teach your children
you're a monkey's child and thus they are one step further up the
ladder of evolution than you."