WOW
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, support 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.