THE WOMBMAN

And when He opened Adam’s side,

it was not just flesh He formed, but the essence of beauty,

the melody of nurture,

and the power to birth what had never been before.

She stepped into Eden not as an afterthought,

but as the final exclamation mark in God’s sentence of creation.

And heaven sighed with joy.

For here stood the wombman —

the keeper of life,

the mirror of God’s tenderness,

and the living proof that God saves His finest work for last.

This is your story.

But somewhere between the garden and today, the script was stolen.

This book is your return to it.