Good for the soul?

I went to confession yesterday. I don't point that out for any other reason than to set up a joke.

While talking to me brother Phil (whom I employ) I casually remarked, "Yeah, I needed to go to because I've been shorting you on your pay."

"Why would you tell me that?" he asked.

Continuing into what I thought a good joke I responded, "I don't care that you know. But it bothered me that God did."

AND NOW, the punch line.

"Oh. I suppose I have to go confess my wanton embezzlement." Phil replied.