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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