Several years ago there was an injustice against me. Someone told lies, made accusations and destroyed parts of my life. It has been four and a half years, and it still affects me on a regular basis. My innocence doesn't matter. The lies seem to have won over the truth, over and over.
I thought I knew where God wanted to use me, but He has not opened the door for that. I am needed, yet not accepted. I don't know what else I am supposed to be learning through this.
God, open my eyes to what you want me to gain from this dragging on and on. Heal my wounds and have mercy on those who caused them.
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