seven years ago...
i once read something by roy h. williams
a reminder of the truth about why
God made a wife for the man.
she wasn’t just his helpmate or assistant.
the literal hebrew translation in genesis
says that she was made to be his ezer kenegdo,
or a strength opposite him,
a power facing him,
a rescue that looks him in the face.
what if we (wives) dared to believe that was true?
would it change anything?