But there was something in her eye, something soft and tender, and I said to her, “You look pretty.” The tension in her shoulders gave way something twinkled in her spirit she sighed and smiled. The place was a mess to be honest, so was she, covered with flour and wearing a pair of old slippers. I just went upstairs to get a glass of water from the kitchen Stasi was in there baking Christmas cookies. She is made for and craves words from him. Life and death are in the power of the tongue, says Proverbs (18:21). This is never more true than with how a man offers-or does not offer-his words. When a man withholds himself from his woman, he leaves her without the life only he can bring. It is a reality that extends to every aspect of our lives. This is far, far more than sex and orgasm. The beauty of a woman arouses a man to play the man the strength of a man, offered tenderly to his woman, allows her to be beautiful it brings life to her and to many. When all is over he is spent but ah, what a sweet death it is.Īnd that is how life is created. He spills himself there, in her, for her she draws him in, embraces and envelops him. When both are living as they were meant to live, the man enters his woman and offers her his strength. But neither will the love consummate unless the woman opens herself in stunning vulnerability. He must move his strength must swell before he can enter her. Notice first that if the man will not rise to the occasion, nothing will happen. The man comes to offer his strength and the woman invites the man into herself, an act that requires courage and vulnerability and selflessness for both of them. Our sexuality offers a parable of amazing depth when it comes to being masculine and feminine.
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