I am and have been feeling broken these days, like a puzzle that can’t be put back together because somehow somewhere a piece got lost or maybe the picture isn’t right and I am trying to fit the puzzle together where it doesn’t belong. I want to be one thing, I want to act one way but every now and again I find myself slipping and before I know it the whole puzzle has come apart and I am left to start again. I can’t paint, I can’t sing, I can’t do much artistically really, so I create my art with my photos. This is my latest… This is the stamp on which I am placed and the pieces I can’t seem to get to fit.
If I were to go deeper I would take a guess that humanity is like this, broken, and struggling to fix itself without having all the pieces. We just can’t seem to make them fit and yet we continue to try.
I watch Josh putting together a puzzle and for the most part he is pretty good at it, but every once and a while he comes across a difficult one, he pushes and bangs the piece trying to make it work, then he gets frustrated and angry and often the offending piece is sent flying across the room. I try to explain to him that you need it to be turned just the right way, and then it slides in place all neat and snug, but like us he just drops the puzzle and looks up, wanting me to do it for him.
I am getting tired and frustrated with my puzzle, and I keep looking up, wanting God to fix it and do it for me… I am about to throw the pieces across the room.