When God created woman

When God cre­at­ed woman, he worked late on the sixth day.

An angel came by and asked, “Why spend so much time with her?”

The Lord answered. “Have you seen all the spec­i­fi­ca­tions I have to meet to shape her?”

  • She has to func­tion in all pos­si­ble situations.
  • She has to be able to embrace sev­er­al chil­dren at the same time.
  • Be capa­ble of a hug that can heal any­thing from a crushed knee to a bro­ken heart.
  • She has to do it all with only two hands.
  • She heals her­self when she is sick and can work 18 hours a day.

The angel was impressed: “With only two hands … impos­si­ble! And this is the stan­dard model?”

The angel came clos­er and touched the woman.
“But you made her so soft, sir.”
“She’s soft,” said the Lord.
“But I have made her strong. You can’t imag­ine what she can endure and overcome.”

Can she think?” asked the angel…
The Lord answered, “she can’t just think, she can reflect and negotiate.”

The angel touched her cheeks…
“Lord, it seems that this cre­ation is leak­ing! You’ve placed too many bur­dens on her.”
“It’s not leak­ing. These are tears”, the Lord cor­rect­ed the angel.

What’s that for?” asked the angel.
The Lord said, “Tears are her way of express­ing her grief, her doubts, her love, her lone­li­ness, her sor­row and her pride.” …

That made a big impres­sion on the angel, “Lord, you are a genius. You’ve thought of every­thing. A woman is real­ly wonderful.”

The Lord said: “Indeed she is.

  • She has pow­er that amazes a man.
  • She can cope with prob­lems and car­ry heavy loads.
  • She holds hap­pi­ness, love and opinions.
  • She smiles when she wants to scream.
  • She sings when she feels like cry­ing, cries when she is hap­py and laughs when she is afraid.
  • She fights for what she believes in.
  • Her love is unconditional.
  • Her heart is bro­ken when a loved one or a friend dies, but she finds strength to go on living.”

The angel asked, “So, she’s a per­fect being?”
The Lord replied: “No. She only has one dis­ad­van­tage. She often for­gets what she’s worth”.

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