Fashioned from the Fathers Heart
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 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. 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 most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, 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 an extension
of me. Man represents my image, woman my emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God. So
man......treat women 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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