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Put Your Hand in the Hand • Brenda Black

February 14, 2009
“His hands were rough and exceedingly strong. He could gently prune a fruit tree or firmly wrestle an ornery mule into harness. He could draw and saw a square with quick accuracy. He had been known to peel his knuckles upside a tough jaw. But what I remem

Mexico Mission Memories • Brian Bill

August 5, 2008
Having recently returned from a ten-day mission trip to Mexico, I want to share ten lessons that I learned..

Melting Hearts • Joyce Sykes

February 4, 2008
Have you ever watched a popsicle that has fallen on the ground on a hot summer day. The more intense the heat the quicker the cold treat melts..

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