elders of a small country church that had a meeting and decided to paint the church. They got the paint out of the shed and started painting and saw that there wasn't enough paint, so they decided to dilute it and continued painting. They were just about done, but noticed there wasn't enough paint so they added some more water, and then finished the job. They stood back and looked at the church and said it looked pretty good up close, so they walked off aways to look at it from a distance, turned around to look and saw a dark little cloud moving in and stop over the top of the church and begin to just pour down rain all over it till all the paint was washed off.
Then out of the sky they heard a booming loud voice say, "repaint and thin no more".