The Creation of Woman

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 my 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 ribcage 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.

Your eyes are the windows to your soul; your lips are so lovely when they part in prayer; your nose is so perfect in form; your hands are so gentle to touch.

Oh yes, I've touched your hands, I've held your heart.

Of all that lives and breathes you are the most like me.

That is why I made you the mother of life.

You see, woman, you reside in 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 and support, my protection.

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 and 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 and lungs.

Woman, support man as the rib cage. In humility, show him the power

of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness, show your strength.

In love, show him you are the rib that protects his inner self.

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