La Benedizione Della Studio

Blessing the houses on easter eve day through out the parish he sprinkled away The priest stumbled upon a studio door where an artist was painting moments before. He splattered the water all over the room when artist returned and stated to fume. “What the hell are you doing? “You uncultured jerk.” “who gave you the right to alter my work?” “You should be grateful,” the old priest complained “I did you some good Now go do the same.” “No,” with a pause “I expect better the Lord was quite clear right down to the letter.” “Good deeds done on earth the almighty has told will be rewarded above one hundred fold. “ The priest turned around, headed straight for the door. The artist went up to where he was before. And picked up a bucket filled to the rim pour it from the window to soaked priest to the brim. “Here’s my gratuito just like you asked for the paintings you ruined from the water you blast.” I think that the priest blessed the artist that day who was cursed with bad painting that were best washed away