Reverend Johnson used to be a believer. He had faith. In God. In Jesus.
Reverend Johnson used to run out of gas. And every time he ran out of gas, someone in need of God, in need of Jesus, would come to his assistance.
In this way the Reverend added many new parishioners to his congregation. He believed absolutely it was God Himself who ran his little British sports car out of gas.
He believed this until that day the woman he asked for help was not in need of God, was not in need of Jesus, but was, in fact, in need of something far more temporal, far more... earthly.
On that day the Reverend lost his faith but found other pleasures.
And now, well, now Reverend Johnson has found a way, as humans so aptly do, to justify his carnal delights while once again pledging his faith to God. And to Jesus.
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