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 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.



Did you not know
that WOMAN is
special in God's eyes?