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Better Hands than Allstate
I arrived in the Philippines in the early 1990s as a single missionary. There was no partner to share breath-stealing rides on brightly painted passenger jeeps barreling down patched streets and shooting the gap between vehicles. There was no one with whom to savor...
Better Hands Than Allstate’s
I arrived in the Philippines in the early 1990s as a single missionary. There was no partner to share breath-stealing rides on brightly painted passenger jeeps barreling down patched streets and shooting the gap between vehicles. There was no one with whom to savor...
Touched by Human Hands
When I was a child, my parents often told me “Don’t touch” while walking past shelves in a store filled with toys or glassware of different shapes and colors. Of all seasons, Christmas presented the greatest temptation for a tactile-oriented child like me. But stores...
Touched By Human Hands
When I was a child, my parents often told me "Don't touch" while walking past shelves in a store filled with toys or glassware of different shapes and colors. Of all seasons, Christmas presented the greatest temptation for a tactile-oriented child like me. But stores...
