The Five Minute Friday prompt word just came through in my email this morning, and oh, what a doozy it is this time! Especially for me. Read on and you’ll see why in my free-write response:
taken out of man
formed from his side (“rib” perhaps being much like a “side” of beef)
created relational, as a completion of the humanity already formed
built from the flesh of that humanity which had been molded from the clay of earth, the soil of the ground.
And the man was connected to the earth, to the ground, which he tilled,
and the woman was connected to the fleshly humanity to which she was counterpart.
And the Curse, when it came down, hard and heavy, walloped the man’s connection with the ground, the earth,
and walloped the woman’s connection with humanity, with her human counterpart, her husband, and with her children to come.
Decades ago I wrote a book, a book called God and Woman: the Issues, the Love,
a book that had resulted from many months of (thousands of) hours of Bible research,
a book that explored all the Bible had to say directly about and to women,
and also where it left women conspicuous by their absence.
And then, at the suggestion of a rough-draft critique,
I researched more, to gain some threads to weave into the picture,
threads from elsewhere than the Bible.
And I wove them together, and formed a tome.
And I saw that my creation “was good.”
But not “very good.”
And later, much later, I have come to see what was especially “not good.”
Just as it was “not good for the man to be alone,” it was also not good to consider woman alone: her creation, purpose, role, and essence… alone, without due consideration of all else the Bible (and life) had by then shown me.
Woman, in her very essence, her created nature, is so closely, maybe even intimately, connected to humanity as a whole, to the male side of it as counterpart, that to consider woman in isolation from all that—and from all that the Bible says about all that—is to get only half of the jigsaw put together.
I have been glad, actually, that I never did manage to get that book published,
having come to see the “not good” side of it.
And now I sit and seriously consider the rewrite that perhaps cries out to be done,
considering the whole picture that ought to be revealed and focused on, especially in our time, when issues like the abuse of women have become searingly hot.
What do you think?
Do we need such a book?