…there was a woman. She was decent, loving, thoughtful- kind. She fell in love with a preacher man. He was decent, loving, and kind too. He sang on the church platform and even taught Sunday school. He was an upright man who had spent the better part of 10 years all alone, choosing to seek out God’s will in his future partner. He was very selective and delighted in beautiful women, but still- he stayed to himself for the most part.
The woman took a fancy to the preacher man. She sent him cards and letters and even made him special little crafts with a little key on the card. A cute way of signifying that he held the “key to her heart” no doubt. She dreamed of ways that they might be together someday and even shared her dreams with all of her friends via emails. She asked her friends to really pray! Really pray that this man would “do the right things” and return her advances, for she just knew that this was the man God had designed for her.
Then one day, the man sent her a note that said he is sorry, but didn’t want to discuss the “why’s and becauses” of why he didn’t want to pursue her, but he respectfully declined her advances, He was waiting on the Lord.
The woman was crushed. She was wounded beyond measure- it was almost too much for her to bear. After all, hadn’t God Himself shown her that “this was to be”? This was “her man”?
Rather than take the bitter blow, she set out to utterly destroy him. She Photoshopped his picture and shaved his hair off. She even Photoshopped Bozo hair onto his head adding witty quips such as, “It almost makes you feel sorry for him, doesn’t it?”
But I didn’t feel sorry for him. I was utterly disgusted that this woman would devour an innocent man simply because he rejected her. For the next 3 years she secretly devoured this man, year after year- my patience grew thin. I knew better than to anger this woman. She could be ruthless and downright cruel, according to her track record.
I was torn. Tell her to stop and pay the price, or simply, continue to allow this woman to devour him and be as big a coward as her.
I didn’t want to risk causing trouble, so I said nothing. As predicted, this did not appease the rejected woman. She continued raging against this man, telling many other women that he was sleeping around. Telling them that he was “addicted to porn” – she just knew it! Her hatred grew so ferocious against this man she even accused him of being a pedophile.
And that was the last straw. I took my broken heart before God, crying out, “Lord! What can I do?! If I stick up for this poor man she’ll eat me alive!”
But I had my answer in Jesus’ words:
“Withhold not good from them to whom it is due, when it is in the power of thine hand to do it.” Proverbs 3: 27
I knew what I needed to do. I needed to tell her to stop devouring this man to me or I would report her. I then removed myself from her presence both privately, and publicly. I don’t want to join myself to a person like that.
Several things came from this: she indeed stopped sending me hateful emails accusing this man of God. But as predicted, she did indeed turn her wrath upon me, going to anyone who would listen- railing on me, devouring me- even to my own kin- tuning their hearts again me.
I take great comfort in God’s Wod Who says that all evil, secret things will be brought out into the light- HE is my justifier:
“For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither any thing hid, that shall not be known and come abroad.” Luke 8:17
And so is the tale of a very wicked woman who did no different than Jezebel or Potiphar’s wife: setting out to utterly destroy the man who wouldn’t have her.
Still, I continue to pray for her. Perhaps someday she will see the evil she’s done.