Is it our Fault?

A Letter from God to Women
When I created the heavens and the earth,
I spoke them into being.
When I created man,
I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, I fashioned after I breathed
the breath of life into man
because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so
I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that
he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life.
I chose the rib,
which protects his heart and lungs and supports him,
As you are meant to do.
Around this one bone,
I shaped you ....... I molded you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib,
strong, yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being;
his lungs hold the breath of life.
The rib cage will allow itself to be broken
before it will allow damage to the heart.
You are my perfect angel.... You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence,
and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes...... don't change them.
Your lips -- how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands so gentle to touch.
I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day,
yet he was lonely.
He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me,
I fashioned in you;
my holiness, my strength, my purity,
my love, my protection and support.
You are special because you are an extension of Me.
Man represents my image, woman my emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
You are loved, respected and fragile.
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I was reading this off one of my friends blogs and it got me to thinking. Why does God give us this beauty if we are the cause of sin? It is our fault that we live in a fallen world. Eve ate the apple. Meaning girls are the reason for the bad things we do. Why does God go out of his way for us if we destroyed his plan for the world?