Still waiting.....

I was given a copy of Eugene Peterson's "The Message" for my birthday, and have resolved to read it cover to cover. I found it amusing that the end of Genesis 2, where Adam is commenting on the fact that Eve is suddenly on the scene reads as follows:

The Man said, "Finally! Bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh! Name her Woman for she was made from Man" Genesis 2 (The Message)

That "Finally!" immediately got associated with the way I sometimes feel when my wife emerges from the bathroom after spending (seemingly) hours preparing to face the world. Or when she announces "I'm ready to go" after wandering around the house collecting everything she might possibly need whilst we are out.

It seems that the first man was made to wait for the first woman, and the tradition has stuck.....