Monday, February 22, 2016

Monday Thoughts

I'm linking up with Meg for the first time for Mingle Monday!

This isn't really a typical post for me and it's actually something I just saw that someone posted on Facebook. It really struck a chord with me. Sometimes it feels so hard to be a woman but this is a nice reminder of all the amazing parts :)

When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day...
An angel came by and asked, "Why spend so much time on her?"
The Lord answered, "Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her?"
She must function in all kinds of situations, 
She must be able to embrace several children at the same time,
Have a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart,
She must do all this with only two hands,
She cures herself when sick and can work eighteen hours a day.

The angel was impressed, "Just two hands? Impossible!"
"And this is the standard model?"

The angel came closer and touched the woman.
"But you have made her so soft, Lord."
"She is soft," said the Lord.
"But I have made her strong. You can't imagine what she can endure and overcome."

"Can she think?" the angel asked.
The Lord answered, "Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate."

The angel touched her cheeks.
"Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her."
"She is not leaking. It is a tear," the lord corrected the angel.

"What's it for?" asked the angel.
The Lord said, "Tears are her way of expressing her grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering, and her pride."

This made a big impression on the angel. "Lord, you are a genius. You thought of everything. A woman is marvelous."

Lord said, "Indeed she is. She has strength that amazes a man. She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. She holds happiness, love and opinions. She smiles when she feels like screaming. She sings when she feels like crying, cries when happy and laughs when afraid. She fights for what she believes in. Her love is unconditional. Her heart is broken when a next-of-kin or a friend dies but she finds strength to get on with life."

The angel asked, "So she is a perfect being?"
The Lord replied, "No she has but one flaw. She forgets what she is worth."

I searched around and can't figure out who to attribute this to. Does anyone know where it came from?