Woman
By Rich Reith
And it came to pass that a Holy Man roamed the earth.
He came to a small town
And the men came to him and said
“Man of God, tell us of Woman’s place in God’s world.”
He sat down,
Lifted up his eyes to heaven,
Then down to the eyes of the men before him.
“A woman is a special creation of God,
The tree of humanity,
Providing tranquility, unconditional love,
and life-giving sustenance
To all who rest under her shadow
And find safety in her boughs.
“Her tap root is her spirituality.
Her root goes deep into the nourishing waters of God’s strength
Sustaining her through the droughts that life puts her through.
And through this special connection to God
She brings His peace to all around her.
“The roots that spread beneath the earth around her
Are her family.
They provide the stability and assurance of the future
That keep her straight and unyielding through the winds,
And the capriciousness of life.
“Her leaves and flowers and fruit are her femininity,
Her face to the world,
Bringing beauty and gentleness to an often harsh world,
Softening the rough edges of those around her.
You men joke about how she works at her feminine image,
Of make-up and painted nails and heels and flowered clothes.
It is these rituals that keep her alive in her womanhood
Remind her of her beauty and femininity
And keep her strong in her place in the world.
“Yet, just as the tree you plant today
Ten years from now will be different,
So shall the woman you join your life with
grow and transform before your eyes.
As she grows, she will focus now on her spirituality…
Now on her children…
Now on her husband…
Now on those outside her family…
Now on her growth…
For as sure as God designed her to be His angel on earth,
She shall adapt and grow to best nurture those she loves,
Those who depend on her,
Those who love her,
And herself.
But just as a woman is ever changing,
So must you be steadfast and abiding.
A husband is the rain and the sun
And the nutrients of life.
He is the unfailing protector of his wife
His children
His world.
He is their constant shield against the wind
The ardent supporter of her growth and change.
He is her protection from the enemies of her growth:
Fear, distrust and loneliness,
Even as he stays constant.
For just as God and family and world
Need the changing nature of a woman,
So do they need the enduring essence of the man.
Copyright © September 2005 by Rich Reith. All rights reserved.
By Rich Reith
And it came to pass that a Holy Man roamed the earth.
He came to a small town
And the men came to him and said
“Man of God, tell us of Woman’s place in God’s world.”
He sat down,
Lifted up his eyes to heaven,
Then down to the eyes of the men before him.
“A woman is a special creation of God,
The tree of humanity,
Providing tranquility, unconditional love,
and life-giving sustenance
To all who rest under her shadow
And find safety in her boughs.
“Her tap root is her spirituality.
Her root goes deep into the nourishing waters of God’s strength
Sustaining her through the droughts that life puts her through.
And through this special connection to God
She brings His peace to all around her.
“The roots that spread beneath the earth around her
Are her family.
They provide the stability and assurance of the future
That keep her straight and unyielding through the winds,
And the capriciousness of life.
“Her leaves and flowers and fruit are her femininity,
Her face to the world,
Bringing beauty and gentleness to an often harsh world,
Softening the rough edges of those around her.
You men joke about how she works at her feminine image,
Of make-up and painted nails and heels and flowered clothes.
It is these rituals that keep her alive in her womanhood
Remind her of her beauty and femininity
And keep her strong in her place in the world.
“Yet, just as the tree you plant today
Ten years from now will be different,
So shall the woman you join your life with
grow and transform before your eyes.
As she grows, she will focus now on her spirituality…
Now on her children…
Now on her husband…
Now on those outside her family…
Now on her growth…
For as sure as God designed her to be His angel on earth,
She shall adapt and grow to best nurture those she loves,
Those who depend on her,
Those who love her,
And herself.
But just as a woman is ever changing,
So must you be steadfast and abiding.
A husband is the rain and the sun
And the nutrients of life.
He is the unfailing protector of his wife
His children
His world.
He is their constant shield against the wind
The ardent supporter of her growth and change.
He is her protection from the enemies of her growth:
Fear, distrust and loneliness,
Even as he stays constant.
For just as God and family and world
Need the changing nature of a woman,
So do they need the enduring essence of the man.
Copyright © September 2005 by Rich Reith. All rights reserved.
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