A broken column

At her last exhibition in Mexico, Frida Kahlo said, "I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy as long as I can paint".

Do you notice, from your sharp observation, from your astute awareness of life that God is a merciful God? He gave those who are victimised by a series of unfortunate events, those who are constantly being plagued by pain, an outlet so that some of that intensity, of those pains can be released a little.

He gave poor Frida the gift of painting, so that she could paint and be happy, so that she could depict her mental anguish and her physical pain on canvases to give us The Broken Column and many others. She painted so that you could know the intensity of pain when you see what held her together were a piece of a broken classical column and a tight corset. You know the strength of a survivor when you see Frida painted herself with numerous nails piercing her flesh, with tears on her face but still looking brave and determined. You know from her painting she felt helpless in her situation when she painted herself in half-nudity.

Frida had an outlet and I am looking for mine. Do you have yours?

This is why Chris said he would keep writing.