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.
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