Read 2 Timothy 2:14 – 3:9.
She was raised up in a church, but that wasn’t a healthy thing for her. No, not at all, for the atmosphere of that church was one of condemnation and guilt. Fear hung like a dark cloud over those people. Distrust and intimidation surrounded her. Everything outside her circle was to be viewed with suspicion, caution and distrust. The great irony of it all was that though she hungering for God, she grew up finding it difficult to be excited about anything relating to God, so dark was the way of her people.
In time, she came to see through this false facade of faith. These Christians’ sins stood out to her quite clearly now. They were lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God. Oh yes, they had a form of godliness, but they denied its power.
She reached the inevitable point – she no longer wanted to have nothing to do with that church. And so, deciding there simply had to be more to faith than fear, more to God than guilt, she grew weary of ever learning but never being able to come to a knowledge of the truth.
And so she left.
It was one of the healthiest things she ever did – if it hadn’t been for the fact that she had learned the wrong lesson from it all.
For what she had told herself was to be learned from all of this was that there is nothing negative about faith; that being a Christian is nothing at all if it is not a totally positive experience. Condemnation must be totally replaced by celebration. Guilt must ever give way to grace. Fear is now a four-letter word and faith is composed only of praise. Weary of all the foolish and stupid arguments of her past, she set out on a course to surround herself now only with what she perceived as having missed out on thus far in life – good news.
What she did not see, and sadly, still does not see to this day, is that in taking so deeply to heart this wrong lesson, she has become gullible. She has now thrown her heart and mind open, wide open, to all sorts of talk about God, most of which is merely chatter. And it is, ironically enough, chatter that has a form of godliness, but denies it’s power.
For she now has become a lover of herself and money, though she now calls this her quest for “success” and her journey toward becoming “a better me.” True contentment is not her possession for is ever seeking more of everything. She is, therefore, ungrateful and without self-control. Seeing herself as having escaped from a life-stifling ditch of a past, she unwittingly has careened across the road into the ditch on the other side, the ditch of conceit and the love of pleasure, rather than genuine love for God. As a result, though she is totally unaware of it and would sincerely deny it if confronted with it, she has become brutal and abusive toward others, boastful and proud through her insensitivity toward those who do not see things as she does now.
And so now, the devil has her. Truly has her even more so than before, though it be now through another means.
Is there hope for her? Yes. In that others who love God and love her dare to try to gently instruct her in the hope that God will grant her repentance that will lead her to a knowledge of the truth, that she will come to her senses and escape the snare of Satan, the who has taken her captive to do his will.