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 his heart and his 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 the 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 in 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.
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