His paintbrush dripping, Jeff Dillard tottered to the bench under the shade of the large pin oak at the back of the church. Collapsing onto its seat, he surveyed the results of his last four hours of labor. In the afternoon sun, the cracked weatherboard gleamed halfway up with the new coat of paint. That was as far as Jeff could reach. From there to its steeple, the church was a dull gray. He had painted around the building four times. Having seen not a drop of paint in years, the parched wood greedily gulped it in with each brush stroke.
Reverend Dillard’s Dilemma
Reverend Dillard’s Dilemma
Reverend Dillard’s Dilemma
His paintbrush dripping, Jeff Dillard tottered to the bench under the shade of the large pin oak at the back of the church. Collapsing onto its seat, he surveyed the results of his last four hours of labor. In the afternoon sun, the cracked weatherboard gleamed halfway up with the new coat of paint. That was as far as Jeff could reach. From there to its steeple, the church was a dull gray. He had painted around the building four times. Having seen not a drop of paint in years, the parched wood greedily gulped it in with each brush stroke.