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 fashion you. Man was put to sleep so he could not interfere with My creativity.
From one bone I fashioned you, and 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 to do. Around this one bone I shaped and modeled you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong, yet delicate and fragile. You provide the 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 from his head to be above him. You were taken from his side, to be held close as you stand beside him.
I have caressed you face in your deepest sleep. I have held your heart close to Mine. Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, and yet he was lonely. He could not see Me, but could only feel My presence. So I fashioned in you everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with Me: My holiness, My strength, My purity, My love, My protection, My 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 woman well. Love and respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her you hurt Me. In crushing her, you only damage you own heart. Woman, support man. In humility show him the power of emotion I placed within you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him you are the rib that protects his inner self.”
I am a 22 year old young lady who is redeemed and saved from my sin only by the grace of God. A bibliophile at heart with a love of history who desires to see the Word of God practically applied to all aspects of our daily lives -- in our homes, in the grocery store, in the political realm. I strive to put my jumbled, chaotic thoughts down onto paper -- reducing them into black and white rows, letters, sentences. Into some semblance of sanity. And I share them here with all of you, where I can challenge you, make you think, and cause you to ask questions. I am the oldest of eleven children living the country life in the deep south.