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
virtue 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.
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