Populary called the 'weaker vessel' but I think it depends on the side of the table you are , as well as how far and deep your eyes can see!
Some call her the 'last creature' God made. They are right at this too! Atleast I love to think God took extra time and care to carve out beauty and grace and gently blew on her fragrance of glory and radiance.
Others say, "she is gotten out of man!" Somewhat correct too! But to think of it, she only got 2 ribs from man; so why exaggerate the story of creation!
From the oldest book ever however, I learnt she was wonderfully and fearfully made whole in the likeness of God. She is a complete being, conceived, formed and named by the creator and most superior potter HIMSELF!
From the oldest book ever however, I learnt she was wonderfully and fearfully made whole in the likeness of God. She is a complete being, conceived, formed and named by the creator and most superior potter HIMSELF!
Because you call her the 'weaker vessel', you think and say to yourself, "She is too weak to handle this! Too emotional to handle that! She is just a girl!"
Because you call her the 'last creature", you feel you are superior to her in strength and sometimes wisdom.
Haha hahaha! I laugh at you because you really don't know the strength of an ant until it crawls up your trouser and bites your loins!
Because you call her the 'last creature", you feel you are superior to her in strength and sometimes wisdom.
Haha hahaha! I laugh at you because you really don't know the strength of an ant until it crawls up your trouser and bites your loins!
To think you say "she is gotten out of man" so she should speak not! She should suck in the tears and struggle in silence as you ride and tear her...and let her soft deep moans mixed in misery and pain float in the air, carried by the wind and buried by her grave side accompanied only by Silence!
If only you knew how much strength she has within; so much strength to groan in pain as she births you. Great strength she gathered to nurture and care till her last breathe.
Strength even in silence to accept or reject a thing at the blink of her eyes or the nod of her head to the wearer of the crown and carrier of the scepter!
Strength even in silence to accept or reject a thing at the blink of her eyes or the nod of her head to the wearer of the crown and carrier of the scepter!
She is the heart of a nation and by her womb greatness is birth. Yesterday was history, today is HERstory! Respect her; she is not just girl. Nurture her; she is more than just a girl . Protect her; life can't be more beautiful and safer without her. Celebrate her; she is a SHEroe!
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