A Letter from God to Woman

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, 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 modelled 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 centre of his being;

his lungs hold the breath of life.

The rib cage will allow itself to be broken

before it will allow damage to the heart.

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.

You are loved, respected and fragile.

Woman...Christian....Wife....Mother.....Career-Woman....Daugher....Sister and Friend *In that order*

I started this blog about a week ago and have only had a chance to start posting now. In all honesty I've been giving this introduction some thought.....and I can already tell you it's not gonna go according to plan.

Let me first start by saying that first and foremost I am above all else a woman in every sense, in every way, shape and form. I react like a woman, I think like a woman, I feel like a woman....every aspect of me is 100% woman and then some.

Second to that I am a Born Again Spirit Filled Christian and this is a subject I want to get out of the way right from the start. Let me start by stating what I believe about Christianity, and it's actually quite simple really....Jesus did not come to earth to bring us religion, He came to bring us love and to show us a way of living in a relationship with The Father through Him.
I don't wanna get too in depth into this subject, because it's capable of turning into a post too big for an introduction.
So....to explain what I believe to be true Christianity I have attached a link at the end of this post to give the most accurate explanation of my beliefs that I have ever come across.

Having said this, I would like to make one thing clear....Jesus is always welcome on my blog first and foremost and if anybody is going to be leaving you can be guaranteed it won't be Him.....
My faith was shaken and destroyed once in my life and I can promise you this time my faith is solid and it won't be shaken again.
Now that you know this about me...you decide if you want to read my blog or not....we all have choices in life and this is yet another one for you to make....

Anyway....my life at times has a tendency to be very eventful and that is putting it mildly. Reading my blog, I can promise you will laugh, you will cry, you will think, because of the Christian aspect you may actually learn something. In my 32 years on this earth, life has taken me to places physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually that I never would have dreamed I would ever have arrived at.
Especially being a Born Again Christian and being as heavily involved with the church to the extent that I have been, I have seen and experienced things that had it not been for my unshakable faith and the fact that I saw it with my own eyes....I would never have believed it. So believe me I won't be offended if you don't believe it. But that's a discussion for another time.

In my 32 years I have had some of the most amazing people come into my life and others not so much. But I am a firm believer that every person that comes across your path at the time that they do is there for a reason and the time that they are meant to be there. And the people that have crossed my path and the experiences that I have had in life have all worked together to shape me, change me, teach me, and ultimately bring me to be the person I am today.

My point to all this is that in this blog at times I may share these experiences with you and relive some of my memories, some memories I cherish and always make me smile and sometimes laugh out loud, others are painful and even to this day bring me to tears. There are things that have happened in my life that I have never shared with anybody for a lot of different reasons and I doubt I would share them here either, but that's only a small fraction and not something you need to worry about.

I have the man of my dreams as a husband....funny enough, I spent a very large chunk of my life up until I met my husband extremely unhappy. Yeah, I would laugh at things and I would smile at some things, but ultimately I had retracted into myself and I had withdrawn into my own world and I hardly ever spoke to anybody. I dated yes, but what I wanted was a man who could make me laugh...I believed if I could find someone who could genuinely make me laugh like I hadn't done in years, I believed everything else would follow. And I wasn't wrong at all....people should really be careful what they wish for because I got what I wished for...in spades!!!
But seriously, I have a husband that woman only dream about, he's not rich, he's not famous, we don't live in a huge mansion, we don't drive fancy cars, my jewelry doesn't need to be insured and locked away in a safe. He's a scarp yard dealer....now ask me if I care....the answer will always be no. I'm not for sale, your material possessions will never impress me and even less will your bank balance....those things mean absolutely diddly squat to me. What does matter to me, is your character, the type of person you are, how you treat me, whether I can trust you, your sense of integrity. In short the things money can't buy....that's what matters me and those are the things I have been given wrapped up in one man. 
The fact that my husband is 15 years older than me...also doesn't matter to me. The heart wants what the heart wants and age is nothing but a number.

I stated above that I am a mother.....if you wanna get technical I am a stepmother to my husbands 2 boys....the eldest is 24 and lives in the UK, the youngest is 16 and lives with us. Stephen I have never met since he is 8000 miles away (give or take) but in speaking to him...I like him. Kieran on the other hand since he lives with us and I am with him almost 24/7 I have come to love as I would my own child and I am  extremely protective of him, Kobus tells me maybe a bit too overprotective, but that's me. I have no illusions I know very well that I am not their mother....you only get one mother in your life. But ja...let me shut up on this subject now before I get to taste my own foot.

But yeah that's me in a nutshell....I'm human in every sense, I am not perfect, I am renowned for my blonde moments which occur way too often.
I make mistakes, I say things I shouldn't, I do things I shouldn't, sometimes I go a bit off the reservation and there are times when people start to consider the possibility of having me certified.
But that's me...take it or leave it.

Somebody once asked me if we have to strip away everything on the outside of me, the clothes, the labels, my job title, my education all the physical things that make me...me. Strip away the outer layer and have a look at what you're left with.....and then ask yourself who is Staci??

That's what this blog is....me...stripped.

Check ya later.

(Check out the link below as promised)

Why I Hate Religion but Love Jesus