When I created the heavens and the earth, I
spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into
his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life
into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come
over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not
interfere with the creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone
that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs
and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled
you. I created you perfectly and beautifully....
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong
yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in
man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath
of life.
The rib cage will allow itself to be broken
before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports
the body. You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken
from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside
him and be held close to his side.
You are my perfect angel. You are my beautiful
little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes
fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes - don't change them. Your
lips how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form, your
hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I've
held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breathes, you are the most
like me. Adam walked with me in the cool of the day and yet he was lonely. He
could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted
Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you: my holiness, my
strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support.
You are special because you are the extension
of me. Man represents my image - woman, my emotions. Together, you represent
the totality of God.
So man - treat woman well. Love her, respect
her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you
do to me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your
Father, and the heart of her Father.
Woman, supports man. In humility, show him the
power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In
love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.
This is how precious and special a woman in
God's eyes.
Colossians 3:18; 1 Corinthians 11:3
When I created the heavens and the earth, I
spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into
his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life
into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come
over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
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