Lk. 16:24 and he called out and said, Father Abraham, have mercy onme and send Lazarustodip the tipof his finger in water and coolmytongue, becauseI am inanguishinthisflame.
Without standing, he lifts his left foot and drags a brittle friction match across the sole of his boot, then watches the red tip flare and expire in the chill wind before he can transfer the flame.
