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A little boy asked his
mother "Why are you crying?"
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"Because I'm a
woman", she told him.
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"I don't
understand", he said.
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His mum just hugged
him and said, "And you never will"
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Later the little boy asked his father, "Why
does mother seem to cry for no reason?"
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"All women cry
for no reason", was all his dad could say
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The little boy grew up and became a man, still
wondering why women cry.
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Finally he put in a call to God; and when God
got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so
easily?"
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God
said:
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"When I made the woman she had to be special. I made
her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet,
gentle enough to give comfort"
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"I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the
rejection that many times comes from her children"
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"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 "
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"I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any
and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very
badly"
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"I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults
and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart"
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"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"
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"And finally, I gave her a tear to shed
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This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
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"You see:
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The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the
figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair."
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"The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because
that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love
resides."
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