Why Women Cry....
A little boy asked his mother, " Why are you crying ? " " Because I'm a woman, " she told him. " I don't understand, " he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, " And you never will. "
Later the little boy asked his father, " Why does mother seem to cry for no reason ? "
" All women cry for no reason, " Was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, Still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put prayed to God who would surely know the answer. When God responded he asked, " God, why do women cry so easily ? "
God said : " When I made the woman she had to be to be made special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.
Later the little boy asked his father, " Why does mother seem to cry for no reason ? "
" All women cry for no reason, " Was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, Still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put prayed to God who would surely know the answer. When God responded he asked, " God, why do women cry so easily ? "
God said : " When I made the woman she had to be to be made special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And lastly, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers and only hers exclusively to use whenever she needs it. She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers . "
" You see my son, " said God,
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And lastly, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers and only hers exclusively to use whenever she needs it. She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers . "
" You see my son, " said God,
" The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart ~ the place where love resides. "
