Recently my father accused me of "stealing" my late mothers good jewellery. He said he could understand that I could not resist the temptation, he even said he'd seen me wearing one of her rings......I never touched any of it.
Today one of my brothers was looking in a cupboard in my dads unit and guess what he found..........my mothers jewellery !!! Dad had believed for several weeks that I'd taken it, but only accused me about a week ago....I couldn't believe it. I was shattered to think he would think so low of me.
Last night I prayed sooo hard that when we visited his unit today...he doesn't live there anymore, we're just cleaning the place out...that the stuff would be found. All my siblings were witness to the things being found. My brothers cheered and my sister and I burst into tears with relief. None of them believed I'd taken it.
So I just want to PRAISE THE LORD...and thank Him for his mercy to me.
I don't hate my dad, I don't want to see him again, but I am just so happy that I have been proved innocent....which I knew I was all along.