Hope means to me that I will be here again tomorrow- counting on God's love and presence. My glass is always half full. I like to look for the Light who will give me hope. I count my blessings. In 80 year's, I've received a lot.

We love it. Actually our whole family listens to it all the time in the car, at home... Sometimes you know when you are feeling a little bit down you turn on the radio and it's encouraging and next thing you know you're just praising the Lord right along and your whole attitude changes. It's a blessing to everyone who hears it.

It is hope that gets me through every day-knowing that God is in control of all things and in his way, his time, he will take this crazy, mixed up world of his, he will put everything and everyone of his children back on their feet. All will be well again. Without Hope, what do we have that is worth keeping.