Timber

Danny  had worked in a timber yard for five years and all that time he’d been stealing the wood and selling it. At last his conscience began to bother him and he went to confession to repent.

He told the priest. “Father, it’s five years since my last confession, and I’ve been stealing wood from the timber yard all that time.”

“I understand my son,” says the priest. “Can you make a Novena?”

Dan said, “Father, if you have the plans, I’ve got the timber!”

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