Never be defined by your past mistakes. It was a lesson, not a life sentence. May you be blessed to learn from the past and move confidently toward the future.
Arthur J. Robinson - or Mr. Okra, as pretty much everyone called him - who rolled each day through the streets of New Orleans
in a loudly painted pickup-tuck-cum-fruit-stand singing his sales pitch like the roving food vendors once common in the city, died recently at his home there. He was 74.
Please pray for my son. He has anger issues on the edge of becoming violent. He acts as if he is possessed. He is either on drugs or has a serious mental problem. Please pray for me, his wife and his step-son. We all live together and we are all ready to
leave the house that we share. Please pray for us. He has been baptized so I know that the Holy Spirit can help him.
