Translation from Spanish
I created the woman with My own hand. I Myself placed every part that makes up the woman. I made the woman a perfect and refined creation. I delighted in shaping the curves of the woman.
The woman’s womb is her creative part. Life flows through the woman’s womb. I use the woman’s womb to bring life into the world, and the woman’s womb is a channel that must be open to Me, because I am the One who sends souls, and the woman’s womb is the channel that receives them. It is the portal through which souls enter this world.
In the woman’s eyes you can see the tenderness of My Spirit. In the woman’s hair you can see the gentleness with which I work. In the woman’s hands you can see the delicacy with which I touch hearts. I made every detail of the woman the way it is.
The woman is made to serve Me, says the Lord. When she shows Me her hands, I want to see delicate hands, soft hands, hands that have raised children, that have stroked children’s cheeks. I want to see hands that have served their husbands, says the Lord, hands that have comforted their families when they were sick.
When I see a woman’s hands, I want to see hands that have given to those in need. I want to see hands that have taken the hands of the poor to comfort them. When I see a woman’s hands, I want to see hands that have been lifted to heaven to pray to Me and praise Me.
I want to see hands that have labored in the things that please Me. I do not want to see rough hands, men’s hands. I want a woman’s hands to be delicate, fragile, but at the same time hardworking. I want to see clean hands, hands that have known how to serve, how to feed their own, how to care for their children. I want to see hands that have known how to touch tenderly.
When I look at a woman, says the Lord, I want to see open faces. I want to see relaxed brows because they trust in Me. I do not want to see superficial masks. I am tired of seeing this world full of superficial masks, of women who think they are something they are not.
I have created every face as I wished. I gave you that nose, that mouth, those eyes, those cheeks, that chin. I gave you your hair, and I also gave you the shape of your body. Do not reject My creation, says God, because to do so is to reject My hand.
The woman is created to carry life. The woman is a bearer.
I love women, says the Lord. They are My sublime creation. A woman’s heart is softer than a man’s heart. A woman’s heart is not made to think complicated things; it is made to radiate love, sweetness, understanding without judgment.
I love gentle women, who do not seek their own glory, says the Lord, and every humble woman knows Me. But the one who is haughty in her eyes and arrogant in her heart is far from Me.
The woman is made to be covered by man, like someone inside a cave during a storm, protected from the water, the wind, and the rain. In the same way, the woman is meant to be sheltered by the solid walls of the man. I made the man to protect the woman, and woe to the man who touches one of My daughters or leaves her unprotected.
Tomorrow I will come, says Jesus, and I will seek all those women who, when they see Me coming among the clouds, lift their eyes to heaven with humility, in silence, without commotion, whose hearts have been given to Me as their King.
I will come only for those women who knew how to close their mouths to iniquity and open their ears to My counsel, because I speak softly in their ear, and the woman who is humble and gentle of heart remains silent, with her mouth closed, listening to what I say to her.
But the haughty-hearted woman, the arrogant one, the domineering one—My soul abhors her, says the Lord. I cannot speak to her, because she is unwilling to listen to anyone. All she wants is to dominate her surroundings and control everything, like a spider weaving its web, and anyone who comes near her falls into her trap. My eyes are not upon her. My voice has never spoken to her.
But the woman who knows how to bow her head, who knows how to humble herself, I will exalt her. She is crowned with honors, says the Lord. My hand is upon her, and I whisper in her ear and delight in her gentleness and tenderness.
The woman who knows how to be humble is the one who displays the glory of My creation, says the Lord, because she is more valuable than rubies, more beautiful than flowers. Her manners are delicate and gentle, and her voice is calm. When she speaks, peace enters the hearts of those who listen to her.
But My soul abhors women who raise their voices, women who take pleasure in injustice, who walk over the heads of the poor and the sorrowful, who idolize themselves, sitting on a throne in their hearts and saying, “I will serve myself and I will make everyone serve me.”
She will burn in the fire, because she is not in harmony with My creation.
I did not create the woman to be haughty, to be a diva of this age. I am pleased with the wise woman, the intelligent one—not because she has much knowledge of this world, but because she knows when it is fitting to be silent, because she does not murder her neighbor with her tongue, but always thinks twice before speaking, because she knows the power her tongue holds.
I love the woman who knows how to control her mouth, who keeps her tongue under control like a wild horse that has been tamed, who uses her words to bless and not to curse, who does not envy the woman beside her, but always seeks to comfort hearts in need of love and companionship.
I love the woman who detests injustice, who raises her hand to put a stop to it whenever she finds herself in a situation where someone is being punished unjustly.
The spirit of the woman is permeable, says the Lord. It is more open than men’s spirits.
That is why she must keep herself pure and chaste, because if she does not keep her heart clean and her mind calm, if she does not learn to master her carnal desires, if she does not learn to trample the serpent of pride, the devil can easily impregnate her, because the woman is open.
The woman is like an antenna that picks up many things, and depending on the channel she tunes into, she will receive one signal or another. If her heart is unclean, she will be open to the wrong signal. But if her heart is clean and her motives are right before My eyes, she will become a transmitter of My Kingdom’s signal.
A woman who learns to listen more than she speaks will be able to discern when a voice comes from evil. The wise woman is the one who has learned to quiet her thoughts so she can listen, observe, and recognize when evil is lurking before her.
But a woman who talks and talks all the time cannot listen, because the only thing her heart hears is her own voice, and she is not free to hear Me. Her eyes are so distracted by what she herself wants that she cannot see clearly. She cannot discern between good and evil.
I am now calling women to quiet their spirits, says the Lord, to be meek and let Me work in them. I have called women to come to Me with piety, with compassion, with mercy in their hearts, because the righteousness of a woman is what clothes her. Her spirit will be protected and the devil will not be able to enter her. Even though her spirit is permeable, her garments of righteousness and humility will protect her.
But a rebellious and disobedient woman is permeable to every evil influence around her, and her spirit has doors open on all sides, because she does not understand the order of My creation. She does not understand that I have sent the man to her to close those open doors in her spirit and to be a shield around her spirit.
But most women in this world do not understand that when I give a husband to a woman, the husband is like a circle that surrounds her spirit and makes her spirit impervious to the darts of the evil one.
This spiritual shield only works when the woman accepts it and understands that through meekness, service, and obedience, the shield grows stronger and stronger around her delicate spirit, and the evil one has no chance to influence her.
The woman does not understand that man is her covering by the very nature with which he was made, says the Lord. The hands of man protect her at all times when the man is also under My covering, and it is the hands of man that stop the darts of evil.
The spirit of the woman is like a sponge that senses through her skin, that sees beyond what man sees, that perceives the different vibrations in her surroundings. But it is the man beside the woman who knows how to stop the evil influences around her. It is the man who has the character to stop the works of evil, because I made your husband a strong shield, says the Lord.
The woman’s spirit is light. The woman is made to float in the spirit, to be like a feather rising to heaven. Her feet are not rooted in the earth. But the man is more earthly. His feet are firmly planted on the earth, but his hands hold the woman so she will not rise higher than she should.
When a woman refuses to submit to her husband in a godly way, she lets go of the hand of her husband, whose feet are firmly planted on the earth; her spirit rises higher than it should, and she leaves the place of protection where her husband was sheltering her, because the woman floats and is prone to being carried about by different winds, by different doctrines.
The woman is prone to believe the first thing she sees, because her heart is more innocent, because she is less rational, more intuitive, and more sensitive. So, the man is the one who gives her the balance she needs, the one who reminds her that she is on this earth, the one who brings her back when she is floating.
But when a woman refuses to listen to the advice of her husband or a wise man, she has no protection, because she floats and is carried by any wind that blows, and she simply does not realize that she is getting lost.
Woman, says the Lord, I am calling you now to take hold of My hands and compare your hands with Mine and realize that the hands of a man are not the same as those of a woman. The hands of a man are harder and use strength, but those of a woman use delicacy, the delicacy of the spirit.
The hands of a man are made to work the earth. They are rough, they are strong, because that is what he needs to pay his debt. But a woman’s hands must be soft to caress her children. They must be delicate to teach and instruct her family.
The heart of a woman is made to burn with love, says the Lord, to be a fire that burns away harshness, to calm the man. The hands of a wife are made to stroke her husband’s hair, so that when he returns home, he finds peace and refuge.
Why do you not want to be as I made you, says the Lord, if to Me you are such a refined creation, if to Me you are like a diamond, like a precious stone of very great worth? If you only knew how great your value is in My eyes, woman.
When I see one of My daughters who understands how I want her to be, who learns to discern when the serpent tries to lead her astray, I send My angels to protect her with utmost care, so that no one touches that most precious gem in My Kingdom, and I tell them:
“Guard My daughter from evil, says the Lord, for there are few like her: gentle, humble, loving, seeking only to serve, to comfort, to offer refuge, to bring peace, wanting only to give, not seeking to be first, not seeking to stand out, not wishing to be what she is not, not dressing like a prostitute, but clothing herself in righteousness, with humility, seeking beauty in all things, filling everything around her with fragrance, speaking calmly, opening her mouth with wisdom and not with pride or arrogance.”
That is the woman My heart loves, says the Lord, and I send My angels to surround her at all times. Even while she sleeps, My angels watch over her rest, and I anoint her with fresh oil, comfort her heart, and wipe away her tears, because she weeps over the injustices of this world.
She opens her heart to understand and to listen to the counsel of those who love her, those who know Me, and she closes her heart to gossip. She does not compete with other women, but shares what she knows, consoles others, and comforts them. That is the woman who pleases Me.
Come to Me, all you women who are suffering, says the Lord. Give Me your hands, show Me your wounds, and confess to Me that you want to be the woman I created, that you want to honor My creation, and I will lift you up higher than you ever imagined. I will fill you with honor and marks of honor, and I will give you new garments in the spirit, white as snow.
I will give you a glorious and radiant face, your feet will be delicate and brighter than gold, your hands will move with delicacy, your eyes will be like two diamonds—bright, clear, illuminating all who look at them—and your tongue will bring life instead of death, and help instead of judgment and condemnation.
Give Me your heart, says the Lord, so I can shape it according to My pleasure. I am calling all women now, no matter what nation you are from.
I am calling you to wash your skirts, to trample the serpent of your ego, to bow your head to Me with reverence and respect, and to learn to follow Me with humility of heart, so that when I come I will find you blameless, I will find you serving, I will find you praising Me, because I love the songs of women. Their soft and gentle voices pierce My heart.
I love the voice of a gentle woman. When she sings to Me, the birds praise Me. When a woman sings, no unclean spirit can resist it, because the voice of a gentle woman has the power to cast out unclean spirits. When a humble woman praises Me and sings to Me, it is like a consuming fire to the darkness around her. The angels begin to play their harps, My ears take delight and I smile, and My heart is filled with delight and joy.
If you only knew, woman, how much My soul values you, says the Lord, how beautiful your body is, which I created with My own hand, you would stop hating yourself for no reason. You must understand that I Myself made you as you are, different from man, because it pleased Me to do so.
I delight in differences. The women who have Me in their hearts, who fear God, are like the most beautiful flowers. When I look from My throne down to the earth, they are the most beautiful flowers of all. They shine the brightest in the multitude. Their fragrance reaches My nostrils and calms My anger, says the Lord.
If you feel your heart is still very hard, that your character has not yet been shaped to My liking, if you feel there is a layer of rock around your heart that has not yet been broken, if you look at your hands and see that they are very rough, if you feel the need to rest and to follow instead of being followed, if you are tired of commanding, give Me this yoke, says the Lord, and I will carry it.
Ask Me to transform you into the woman I have created and designed you to be, says Jesus, and I will gladly place My hand upon you and begin to soften anything rough that doesn’t belong there.
I can shape you with My hand and change in your character what might seem impossible to you, says Jesus. I can teach you to be humble, just as I was when I walked this earth. I can mold you into a woman who pleases Me, so you can be My smile, because everything is possible for Me.
Even the most distorted, twisted, sick temperaments—I can heal them, says Jesus. If you hold tightly to My hand and trust Me, I can teach you how to lower your voice so you can sing to Me in love.
I can teach you to master your mind so you learn not to wander off into useless things. I can teach you how to relax and let go of the reins of your home so your husband can take them up again, and the yoke will be lifted from your shoulders, says Jesus.
If you seek Me with love, honesty, and understanding, and if you accept that I am the One who made you a woman, that I am the One who created My most delicate work, I can make you My glory, because I want to look at you, woman, and I want you to shine before Me.
I want to transform you and help you remember where you came from, help you remember your nature as a woman. I can soften your rough hands. I can change them and heal your pain. I can mend the wounds of your past, says Jesus. All you have to do is surrender and stop trying to control what cannot be controlled. Surrender, pray to Me, and give yourself completely.
I am the Master who knows what you need, and if you let Me work in you and renew you in spirit, you will find the joy you never had while trying to be something you are not, something you will never be able to complete, says Jesus.
Come to Me, woman. Be humble and seek Me, and I will bless you beyond the stars. I will protect you from every wind of reproach, and the devil will be furious, because he will not be able to touch you, because you will dwell in Me.
Only through humility can you be protected, learning to listen more than to command.
I love women, but not the women of this age, says Jesus, only those who remain in My Spirit, worshiping Me all day. I will reward such a woman, and she will be the one who sits at My side and drinks from My cup at My feast, and we will celebrate together, says Jesus.
Amen.