This is possibly one of the most emotional paintings I have ever done. The story of this painting begins with my aunt from California contacting me for a favor. She asked me to paint a painting for her friend who lost her 11 year old son by a hit and run car accident. Hearing this story I was so moved with compassion and began to ask God for a picture for this mother who lost her son. Once I received the vision I was a bit daunted with the task, as it was again one of the “firsts” for me to paint. The vision I saw was a picture of the mother holding her son’s hand against a background of beautiful clouds and butterflies all around them. Painting human hands for the first time was not easy but as I began to mix colors and learn about the structure of the human hand, I began to find it easier as it went on. After about 2 months of diligent study and painting, the result was fascinating. In fact I found that the hand I was painting was not the mother’s hand but it felt to me that I was painting the hand of Jesus.
Sending the painting was in itself a task as well. My family had many matters that arose that caused a delay in my sending the painting to the woman. Finally, when I resolved to send it, I found out from the collector that this was the BEST time to send it. Please read below for her response.