This painting comes from a morning I woke up to an image of a hand holding a matchstick and I heard, “I’m turning reeds to matchsticks.” Immediately I knew he was talking about the bruised reeds. “A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out.” (Mt.12:20) He was …
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Melicia Evans 