She wore T-shirts with her motto printed, scribbled, tattooed on them.
You couldn’t hurt her feelings by calling her bad, because she admitted it herself!
Her friends and family prayed and pleaded and tried to warn her over the years, but she would not listen.
“Reckless,” was also her motto. She lived hard and played hard.
She said her favorite thing to do was to destroy relationships.
Why? Because she was gorgeous and they were not, she said! Simply because she could.
She entered her thirties, still living the wild life.
She went from destroying girlfriend boyfriend relationships to destroying marriages. Deliberately.
She even kept a diary with the names of teen boys she "initiated."
Still, God gave her many chances.
On the rare times when she was living obediently, she gave terror filled testimonies of having been cast down to hell while in a coma on drugs, and narrow escapes with her life from irate wives or angry men she had swindled.
The years were winding down. Now she was in her forties, but she would not repent. She was still being “Bad Girl.”
She heard that a new Pastor had moved to a town a few miles away. She drove over to investigate the little church he and his wife had started.
Right then and there she decided that she would see how long it would take her to destroy the whole thing.
She made a conscious, deliberate, well thought out decision to destroy the church.
Her looks had always opened doors for her, and in her forties she still looked very young and beautiful.
Silently stalking the Pastor was how she began her plans. She did it by phone and other discreet ways. The man did not respond.
The first time she aggressively approached him, he called on the name of Jesus and she fled in fear.
She was not a quitter and decided to try another approach.
She went back to church and sat demurely in the back this time. The Pastor recognized her.
Bad Girl told him that she was repentant and wanted to live for God, not meaning a word she said. She was still working on her original plan!
Repeatedly she worked her plan of seduction, and one day she suceeded. The Pastor failed and sinned.
Afterwards members began to leave the little church. The anointing was gone.
The Pastor seemed lost, unfocused, pitiful. He would stand in the pulpit searching for words to say. He was ashamed and guilt ridden.
Bad Girl was amused. It was all a game to her.
Soon word leaked out about the Pastor and the troubled church. More members left.
Then one morning his wife took the children and left him.
The Pastor put a sign on the door stating that the ministry had moved. It hadn’t moved. It had closed down.
The dejected Pastor came to see Bad Girl after his wife left him.
He had decided that maybe he wasn’t called into the ministry after all, and maybe he would get a local job and spend the rest of his days with Bad Girl.
When she saw him, anger took over her and she cursed him, called him a fool and told him never to call her again.
He ran from her yard crying in pain, unbelief, shock, and anguish. He suddenly saw Satan's plan.
Her family heard about it and could not understand her conduct.
When would she stop this crazy life?
Why did she do that?
Why did she destroy that church?
The answer… “Because I could!”
There was no change of heart. There was no repentance.
Then Bad Girl reached her fifties. Her looks began to fade. Family problems escalated.
Her children abandoned her, fed up with the shame.
Illness began to wrack her body. She could not get comfort or help from any of the dozens of men, married or single who had been with her in the past.
Now they avoided her at all costs. Her phone calls were not answered. She was utterly rejected.
They treated her like she had the plague, and she felt like it.
Suddenly every few months she was diagnosed with a different disease.
Although she stayed extremely sick, she continued to live.
When she was hospitalized, even experienced medical people were shocked when she told them she was only fifty years old.
Her friends heard about her illness and went to see her one day.
When they opened the door, like Job’s friends, they could not speak.
The woman who stood at the door looked like a ninety year old woman.
She was stooped and bent and could hardly raise her head to look at them. Her once full, lovely face was furrowed and sagged.
The shape of her nose turned from petite and upturned to bent, long, and crooked.
She was bald except for a shock of thin white hair on her skull. She weighed eighty eight pounds.
Her hands and limbs were gnarled and withered. Her mouth was sunken and drooped. During a bout of sickness, she lost all of her teeth in one day.
One of the friends could not take the sight of her and ran back to the car in shock, but the other one tried to stay and comfort her.
Bad Girl told of days and nights now of pain and torture from her illnesses.
Of how people are frightened of her appearance, and how little children run from her, calling her “Witch.”
Is this the harvests for her sins and wild life and cruelty?
Now she only goes out at night, draped in scarves to disguise herself, to buy a little food that she usually cannot swallow. Her body cannot digest her food.
Although she is chronically ill, she is always hungry.
Bad Girl has many regrets, but the greatest regret is how during meditation God showed her the souls of families who have scattered and gone back into the world because she closed down that little church, a church that He lovingly planted in that town.
Bad Girl has sorrow, shame, and pain, but she lives!
She is thankful to all who continued to pray for her during her bad girl days, and saved her soul from death. Many have died without the prayers and concern of family.
She told her one remaining friend, "God has turned me into a corpse and a witch."
The friend challenged that. "Did God do that?"
She had to admit the truth, "No my sins and disobedience did this to me."
She is no more a Bad Girl, but Redeemed and a living testimony of God’s grace and mercy.
How could this have been prevented?
The former Bad Girl thinks about this often.
One main reason she continued her seduction is that no one in the church confronted her.
No one admonished her, neither elders or mature women.
Some older women hinted around and talked about “conduct unbecoming,” during Bible Studies, but no one actually pulled her aside, challenged her conduct. No leader in the church even suggested counseling! They just allowed it to happen.
Being very aggressive, she had the kind of personality that needed to be challenged.
16 These six things doth the LORD hate;
yea, seven are an abomination unto him:
17 a proud look, a lying tongue,
and hands that shed innocent blood,
18 a heart that deviseth wicked imaginations,
feet that be swift in running to mischief,
19 a false witness that speaketh lies,
and he that soweth discord among brethren.
GOOD WRITTING YOU ARE SO RIGHT IT IS TIME FOR THE CHURCH TO BE THE CHURCH,,,MOST OF THE TIME PEOPLE ONLY NEED TO BE CONFRONTED,,
JESUS DID AND SO DID JOHN
ONE WENT TO THE CROSS ONE LOSTED HIS HEAD,,BUT MANY SOULS WAS SAVED