I wrote about my friends in the last blog. How they were assaulted in their shack by the landlord, stayed on the streets abandoned and rejected and threatened with arrest by the police. On saturday I took them from Scottburgh to Port Shepstone and on the way as we were talking I had a confidence God would take care of them. So before I left them on the pavement there we said prayers and I drove home. Last night I got a message to say they had arrived. They had walked the entire journey except for a lift they got 8km from their destination. A walk just shy of a marathon. Linda will begin getting her pension grant in June and Dawid will be fishing, what he enjoys most. They still need support but will be standing on their own soon.

 

Last night I received some correspondence from the Court relating to the case filed for my divorce way back in 2020. This was my response:

 

"Thank you for the concise response, it is much appreciated.

 

It will by now be clear to all included in my response that this matter was not only a divorce case but a conspiracy to conceal a crime with The Defendant and the eldest major being accessories to or prime suspects in what has now evolved to a murder case. The investigating officer has been duly informed and I would appreciate the updating of the index and viewing of a hardcopy of the file for my records and to expedite the same to the investigating officer in copy. As The President, the FBI, Mr Warren Buffet and a host of others local and in the USA are all implicated and because both Presidents are due to meet, it may be opportune to forgive what is passed and seek a way forward that is satisfactory to all the parties concerned. 

However I believe that justice must be done in the identification and prosecution of those responsible for the crime of murder of my son Jesse Mitchell. As both Presidents are due to meet this week may I humbly request the process be expedited and you inform me as to when the file will be updated and available for viewing?"

 

It is unusual to have received any communication from the authorities. At last they have acknowledged my existence. Yesterday I had a revelation. That as sheep we are not called to fight the wolves, just to trust that our Good Shepherd will take care of them for us. Kind of like that scene in Ben Hur where he says that looking upon the crucifixion of Jesus, the sword was taken from his hand. So begins a brand new day. No more fighting. I leave it to The Good Shepherd.

 

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