About a week ago, I was driving to Kingston with my grandson, who is 12 years old, and I always listen to UCB. That's the only thing on in my truck. But I said Ace, would you like to pick a station to listen to? And he said, “Oh, no, grandma. Christian radio is just fine with me.” I was just thrilled to hear him say that and to know that he was eager to listen to more Christian music. He's made a commitment to Christ and he listens to Christian radio. His mom and stepfather listen to Christian music. So he was just happy to--to listen to it.

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.

You know when you're alone, you're driving alone and you're far from home -- It's inspiring because of the music and the words. I know there's other sisters and brothers. We're tripping along and I don't feel alone. My spirit is fed. And I I feel such joy and peace and comfort. And the word through the music, it's life and it breathes in into my spirit: encouragement. That's why I want to give to UCB.