Praise God from whom all Blessings Flow!

This will be my last blog journal from Zambia!  Can’t believe where the days went!  I am so glad our last day here was a Sunday.  How blessed to be able to worship one more time here in Zambia!

We walked to the El Shadai Church this morning, just a 10 minute walk through Kalingalinga compound.  El Shadai meets in the Jesus Army School, room 2.  It was a room about 10 x 15 and it had a black board at one end and a piece of lace fabric hanging on the wall at the opposite end.  There were crude desks, one narrow board to sit on, and a board about 12” wide for the desk top.  There was room for two adults on one bench. There are three rows of these desks across the room, with two narrow aisles between them, and the outside desks touching the walls.

Stephanie and I were given a desk across from the Pastor, seats of honor once again.  Everyone sat facing the wall with the fabric and a small table with a tapestry covering over it.  This is where the pastor stood.  His bench and ours faced each other across the short side of the room, so everyone could see us and we could look at all of them.  It was a very small church, very few women, several children, and lots of men.  Emely one of our GEMS counselors is the club coordinator there and her husband is the pastor.

Things I love about worship in Zambia, services are on Africa time and not by the clock.  The Sunday school lesson started about 9:30 and people filed in until well after 10:30.  The formality of what you can and can’t do doesn’t exist here.  If you need an announcement made you just walk up and tell the pastor or the announcement elder.  If you want to sing a song, you just tell the praise and worship leader and they will sing it.  While the Pastor is preaching, small children are walking around, going behind him, to get to the other side of the room.  A small child stands at this mother’s feet as she sings on the praise team, when he tires of standing there he walks around and checks out all the other children.  There doesn’t seem to be a feeling of you have to do this, or that you can’t do that.  It is all about worship and that is all that matters.

The service began with a teaching time, followed by intercession and then praise and worship.  There were no instruments, just beautiful harmonic voices and hand clapping several different rhythms.  There were the clap on the offbeat, and then the double clap between beats and sometimes a double, triple clap.  We sang and danced, they liked it that we did not just stand there.  The man leading the praise and worship kept watching us, to see if we were moving.

The pastor brought the message in English, he had a good voice and his interrupter translated to the native language.  Following the message, they have a testimony time, and one by one they come and sing a song, some come up and ask for others to come and join them singing.  The pastor and his wife sing a couple of songs, and then another young woman comes and sings.  They ask if I will come and greet them, and I bring them greetings from GEMS and share a scripture with them.  I thank Emely and the congregation for the support of the GEMS club. 

Then it is time for the offering, a young girl stands and holds a basket, and people file up and drop the money in.  It is brought back to the elder who counts it, and then he stands and says that he doesn’t usually announce the amount, but wants to share today, because of the generosity of the visitor’s!  I guess it was the larger bills that gave us away.

Then it is announcement time, and then we are asked to stand one more time, and they clap three times and sing for us, welcoming us to their service.  The pastor dismisses us, and we are led out and each person comes out and shakes our hand.  One of the first little people, who came out, shook my hand and wouldn’t let go.  His name was Donnie and he was 5, he just clung to me, as the others passed by and shook my hand!  He hangs on until we start off, down the road for home.

How blest I was to be able to worship four Sundays here in Lusaka!  Each one different, but each one touched my heart, and gave me new eyes to see what worship in heaven will be like!  Each week, there was some hesitancy on my part, as what to expect, and each week God just took those feelings and blessed me beyond anything I could have imagined!  True worship in any language changes the heart!

Now as I sit here and the rain pours down outside, I am thankful, that we were able to have lunch and get back before the rains began.  When it rains in Zambia it pours, like buckets coming from the sky!  There is something soothing about hearing the rain come down, and knowing that this is my last afternoon here.  A reminder of how God’s blessings have poured down on me while I have been here.  In huge buckets from God!

God has blessed me and He has changed me, by allowing me to come to Zambia and share GEMS.  I am so thankful that God chose to use me here in Zambia.  When I think of all the wonderful relationships that I have made, I can’t imagine not knowing and loving these women.  It was wonderful spending time really getting to know the women, hearing their stories and sharing in their struggles, praying with them and for them. With each knock at the gate, and the greeting of one of our dear friends comes out to say good-bye and wish us traveling mercies, I am just overwhelmed! Wow, God is so good!  Does life get any better than this?  Only in heaven, only in heaven!

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen

Super Duper Saturday!

It was a super, duper Saturday! The power came on some time during the night, we woke up to some lights that were left on, except the power was only back partly, some lights were dim, some wouldn’t come on at all, we had our two eggs on the stove on high for over 30 minutes and the water wasn’t even boiling. Not enough power to make toast, so once we finally got the eggs hard boiled, we had them on bread instead of toast. Then just as I put water on for a cup of tea, the power went totally out again.



We were excited that the power came on at all; it didn’t go out, as it usually does, by the power station selecting who will have power and who won’t. It went off when the storm struck yesterday late afternoon. The last time that happened it was off for three days, so we were pretty sure that we could be in the dark until we left Zambia. God was good and we had power from noon until about five minutes ago when I sat down at my computer to check my emails. I can still journal until my battery goes dead, so I have about 45-60 minutes.


This morning Siwale took me back to the bank, the teller told me yesterday, that they would be open today. When we got there, it was closed, except for their prestige accounts. Guess that’s not me! So I tried an ATM with no success. We headed back and stopped at one of the fuel stations, and they sucked the air out of our vacuum bags of potholders. These guys think that is the most fun thing! They were fighting over who would get to do it; it took three of them to actually complete the task! Then they each had to hold it and feel it before they gave it back to us!


Hurray the power is back on already, that was a short outage, can’t be more than 15 minutes.


This afternoon, we went to Chianda compound with Shawn (a missionary for Assemblies of God Church.) She is involved with a GEMS club in Oasis of Love, and has been helping the clubs that started in the Chianda compound. She has an SUV and it is a good thing, there is no way that we would have been able to get to the church with Siwale’s car. There were huge washouts from the rain and rocks sticking I bet close to a foot out of ground. The roads in the compounds are unbelievable, really shouldn’t even be called roads.

Rocks we drove around, in the road in Chianda compound

The roads in Chianda compound

The market lining the streets in Chianda compound

When women come to GEMS training, the first thing we ask is can you speak, write and read English. We have found out they all say they can, but many cannot. They have heard about GEMS and want a club so badly in their church. They come to training, and get materials to start a club, and then go back and falter, because they can’t read or understand what they read in the materials. That was the case in Chianda. There were four clubs that we were to meet with today, only three were able to attend. They speak very little English, and I was very thankful for Catherine going with us, to help interpret for us. It was a time that we just encouraged them, and learned about who they are. Each one shared about themselves, and what level of GEMS they work with, their struggles and challenges, and how can we help. All but one spoke in their native language, and Catherine translated. After we were all finished they said that they could understand me well, but they can’t speak English well. I was encouraged about that. Catherine plans to meet with them once a month and help them with their English, and go over the lessons and help them prepare. Chianda is a good distance from Kalingalinga, and the ladies don’t have money to take the bus to join the other counselors at the Service Center on Fridays, for prayer time. When we left today, they said they will try to come at least once a month for Friday prayers. Catherine was happy about that, and then they would be getting instruction twice a month, once when she goes to meet with them and once when they come to the Service Center.

The counselors who attended our meeting

While I met with the counselors, Stephanie kept the kids entertained, they played games and sang some songs, and it was a full time job for her. Kids just kept coming and coming, they wanted to touch her skin and hair, she tried to take some pictures, but each time she got the camera out the kids went crazy and all wanted their snaps taken. She deserves a gold star for today!

It is just amazing how the GEMS program encourages these women to learn English, to have more self-confidence and to grow in their faith. We have seen it over and over. There were clubs that we were ready to give up on, they just didn’t get it, until Catherine came along side of them and walked with them through lessons and how to teach the girls. I’m sure we’ll see the same kind of results in Chianda!


Every compound has its own feel. They all are different, from the kinds of houses, and walls or fences. The roads, the people, the markets, even the dirt and mud are different colors. They all look a lot different from each other and yet they all make your heart want to cry out and your hands want to help. In all my seven trips, I had only been to Kalingalinga compound, Mtendere and Hellen Kaunda, so this time has been real eye opening for me, to see Kanyama, and Chianda totally different compounds. Hellen Kaunda and Kalingalinga are very similar, but Mtendere a lot more populated than Kalingalinga plus busier and more dangerous. Kanyama is the biggest and most populated compound in Lusaka.

Each time I think I have a handle on Zambia, I see with new eyes, a new and different area. I’ve learned much riding with Siwale and having him share information and stories about growing up in Zambia. Siwale is very knowledgeable and reads the paper and listens to the news. He is aware of what is happening throughout Zambia and Africa.


When we got back, Catherine and Shawn both came in, Shawn bought some potholders, for some Christmas gifts.  After she had made her selection, she was off.  Catherine lingered, she will be gone tomorrow to Kabwe, leaving very early in the morning and getting back late, so doesn't think she will see us again before we leave early Monday morning.  We got hugs, and more hugs and she just hung on like a clinging vine, I told her I'd be back in 12 weeks with the whole team, she said that is a long time.  I said it would go fast, she couldn't agree!  No, it won't be fast! More hugs, and then she was out the gate door and off to prepare for her big day tomorrow.

I did some more cleaning, and packing. Soon there was a knock on the gate, and Margie came with her GEMS girls, to say good-bye and to sing and recite verses for us. That was so neat, Margie is the best counselor! Before they left, Emely came she just wanted to see us, also we are going to worship at her church tomorrow and she wanted to know if we would be able to find it or did she need to send someone to guide us. When they left we heated our left overs in the microwave and had dinner, we even shared the last piece of chocolate cake for dessert! Yum!

Future GEM

Soon after we were finished eating there was a knock on the gate, and Clara was here with another 100 potholders!  Said she would be back tomorrow with the rest that she has completed.

So far, I feel the widow with the oil, even though I was sure I'd be out of money, I keep having enough to pay for what needs to be paid!  Even without getting any additional from the bank:)

 I finished sweeping and cleaning my room, and then I decided to take my bath. Before I was finished, Stephanie is calling and saying I have a visitor; Maxhilda was here bringing another 100 potholders. I collected those from her and she was on her way, but will be back tomorrow to say good-bye. Her nickname is Chatty Maxhilda, she always has a story!


I can’t believe that tomorrow is our last day here. It has been the best time of developing relationships and spending time getting to know the women. To get an idea into how difficult their lives are here, and how it seems that in most families the woman hold it all together. I can’t tell you how many women who have husband’s still living, talk about them being drunkards and spending all the money they earn on beer. The women, go to market, buy things and resell them so that the family has food, and can possibly have enough to send the children to school. Most of the rest of them are widows and care for their children and some orphan relatives. The greatest burden falls on the women, and when we come along side of them, and love on them, support and encourage them, they blossom like spring flowers in May!


I am so thankful that I have been able to be here, and be part of their lives. If it weren’t for the best husband in the world, encouraging me to follow God’s call and supporting my heart for Zambia, I wouldn’t have had a chance to come along side of these women and love them like I do! I am so blessed!

Last Friday in Zambia

This is my last Friday in Zambia!



This morning started really early, I was awake at 4:30, went to bed earlier because the power was out, and woke up earlier than I hoped. Today was a mostly overcast and cloudy day, with just a few peaks of sunshine now and then. Still hot, just not as hot as when the sun is beating down on you. And the rains started around 5PM.


It was a good thing I was up early, not that early, but before 7 hours there was a knock on the gate, I thought Siwale must be early this morning, but it wasn’t Siwale it was Clara, bringing some potholders.


As soon as I had finished my breakfast, I baked a chocolate cake for the ladies coffee time, following their prayer time. I had to bake one 9” round at a time, cause I only brought one pan. Just as I had the second pan in the oven, Catherine arrived and was ready to bake zucchini bread on the brazier. First, I needed to send her out for some eggs; we were out, so she walked to the markets at the end of our street and got 7 eggs. Next, she said our brazier was too big, so she borrowed one from our neighbor and Catherine’s good friend, Alice. Then we discovered we were out of charcoal, so she had to buy some from Alice.


Catherine lit the brazier, with some dried leaves, small twigs and sticks and a plastic bag. To get it going once she had a small fire, she picked it up by the handle and began to swing it, to make wind. It wasn’t long and she had a perfect fire going. We began putting the ingredients together, and when we got to the grated zucchini, I had purchased a small round squash, it was much harder than a zucchini, and the only way we had to grate it was with a knife, chopping off small pieces and chopping them up. Catherine stirred and got it nice and smooth. We put it into two loaf pans; we baked one indoors in the oven and one outside on the brazier. Catherine set the bread pan inside of a big pot, and then took the lid and tipped it upside down, on top of the pot, and placed the hot charcoals on the lid. There now we just need to let it bake for one hour. In one hour the loaf in the oven was done, as well as the loaf on the brazier. She was very excited to show me that it worked and she can teach the ladies how to make banana, zucchini and pumpkin breads and bake them on their braziers!

Catherine lighting off the brazier

Sticks, leaves and twigs

It is lit!

Swinging the brazier for more air, gets a hotter fire going

Grating the squash with knives

Friends  working side by side

Putting it in the pans- one for the oven, one on the brazier

It's in there!  Ready to bake away!

 The baked loaf straight from the brazier

While the bread was baking, I organized all the fabrics and put them in the cupboard, in 100 potholder quanities.  This should hold the ladies for a little while, but they are workers and they love coming together here at the service center to work and fellowship.                                        

 I thought I had made my last trip to Kamwala, but Jan had emailed me an idea last night, and wanted me to see what I could find there. After we were done baking, Siwale and I headed for Kamwala again, I talked to three different shop keepers, and got some information and fabric samples. Then we stopped at the bank. I’ve got the banking system down now, so it was less than a five minute wait, as compared to my hour and a half last week. Brought my card to the teller, and he took it to his machine and it was declined. Do you have another? I did, and that was also declined. He said it wasn’t because of a problem with my card, but a problem between the banks. Come back and try again tomorrow! When I told Siwale, he said no problem, we’ll just go to another bank, it was a VISA card and they don’t work with VISA, next bank the same thing. So it looks like we will be heading back to the bank tomorrow.

We made a quick stop at Melissa’s and I got one last loaf of bread, we thought what we had would last us until we left, but we finished up the ends with our breakfast toast. Grabbed a loaf of bread and some banana’s, so glad I did, because we had PB for lunch and PB for supper, since the power went out before the counselors left this afternoon.


Soon the counselors started arriving, and they were talking and singing, then Catherine called the meeting to begin. She wanted everyone to stand in a circle and sing a song, and then for Stephanie and I to sit in the middle and they wanted to pray over us and send us traveling with God’s blessings on us. It just touched my heart, to know how much we mean to these counselors and how they love us. Then

Catherine dismissed us to our work, and she began praying with the counselors. After they finish their prayer time, Catherine sets out the lesson for the next week, and they talk about it and how to present it to the girls. When they finish, I serve them coffee, tea and the chocolate cake, they felt really special. There were 13 counselors here today, some I hadn’t met before. One was Venta from Pilgrim Wesleyan who works with Annette. About 4:30 we went out in the yard, and took some pictures with all the counselors.

I not sure how it got started, but the ladies were showing us how they can dance and dance and move they can. Joyce from Mtendere PHC, is a riot, she doesn’t look like she’d be funny, but, my oh my, how she had us laughing with her moves. A few of the ladies, left and headed for home, it was thundering and getting very dark. There were those, who just weren’t ready to go yet, Margie from Jesus Army, Precious and Grace from Word of Faith, Venta from Pilgrim Wesleyan, Emely from El Shadai and of course Catherine. They came back in and put all the chairs in a circle and we were still laughing at Joyce’s antics, we learned about how they take brides before their wedding and teach them how to dance for their husbands. Whoa, way out of our league! Too much information! From that we got on to the topic of uncommitted counselors, who come to training just to get stuff and then don’t teach at their churches. How Margie had seen a counselor wearing her GEMS shirt in the market, and that is not right. They are only for when the GEMS club is meeting. She said she almost got into a fight with this counselor telling her she wasn’t supposed to be wearing the t-shirt just as a shirt when she wasn’t in GEMS. While they sat and talked it started to rain, and they began talking of spending the night, oh my! It poured for a while and then it gradually began to taper off and they asked to be to pray one more time for us. Stephanie and I both now have a Zambian name, Steph is Chipo Banda and first I was Feba and then they said no I had to be Chimwemwe Tempo! It was around 6PM when they headed for their homes, with hugs and wishes and God’s blessings on us! What a wonderful group of women, God is blessing GEMS here in Lusaka through these on fire women!

Some of the ladies doing one final dance as they start off!

The ladies laughing so hard, Catherine can't stand up!

Margie and me one last hug before she started off!

Well, supper time, no power……. = PB! Steph really stepped it up and did a PB&B (banana) I just did a banana and a piece of chocolate cake! Great supper! First, chocolate in awhile, savored every bite!


OK, now it isn’t quite 6:30, and its dark and it is hot and I’m sticky, so why not another bath by flashlight! Started writing after my bath until my battery went dead, and it was just after 8PM, so what else go to bed. It is dark and hot, and can’t get to sleep, next thing I know I am sleeping, and I hear something, oh, it’s the phone. It was 9:30 and Jan was calling. Talked for a while and learned how things are unfolding on her end, and then it was time to go back to sleep.


What a great way to spend my last Friday here! Baking with Catherine and praying with the counselors gave me something to reflect on as I sat in the dark and drifted off to sleep! These women have so little but give love with hearts as big as all outdoors! What special relationships are being formed here among the women and across the ocean with the GEMS team. They send their love and prayers for each member of the team!

Our Last Visit this Trip to the House that GEMS Built

Wow! Can’t believe where the days are going! They are just flying by, seems I get up and do a few things, and the next thing, I’m sitting here journaling my day.



Another sunny day, not sure what happened to the rains, but I’ll take sun over rain any day, especially knowing I’m going home to Michigan where I might not see the sun again for months. I do wonder how my body is going to respond to the cold, I am always cold, but not since I’ve been here. Now, the coolest my body has been is probably 75 degrees, one of the mornings when I woke up. It is usually around 81 to 84 degrees when I drift off to sleep, and around 77 or 78 when I wake up around 5 AM. To come home to a thermostat set at 70 is going to seem like I’m freezing! Should be interesting!


Today, Catherine arrived about 8 hours and we rolled out the batting, and began cutting it, first in 4 meter lengths, then 16” strips, and the in 8” squares, and then cut the 16” in half. We got 190 squares out of the 4 meter section. We got 9 – 4 meter sections out of the roll.

Cutting the batting into 4 meter pieces

Even Siwale was helping

While Catherine was cutting, Siwale and I went to the Bible Society. I purchased 12 Bibles, and told them we would be back to buy approximately 500, the last week of April. She said she would be sure to have them in stock for us in April. I priced the larger print Bibles, but the cost is so much more, the small print NIV are 50,000 and the larger print is 180,000. That is a huge difference. They did have a really nice Children’s Story Bible there for 35,000 that would be great for the Awareness groups at GEMS.


Then back to Kamwala, would this be my last trip this time? Maybe, maybe not, we need one more roll of batting to have enough for the fabric we have on hand for the clubs. Siwale said he could get that if I wanted him to next week. We’ll see what tomorrow holds.


One thing I learned is to watch very carefully, the shop owners in Kamwala don’t like it when you tell them they shorted you. As Catherine and I were cutting the prints, there was one that was only 8 meters instead of 12. I took the fabric back with me this morning, and Mr. Patel was not there, only his nephew, who waited on me yesterday. When I said we were shorted he became very angry at one of his employees, which I felt was very unjust! He had handled every piece we bought yesterday, and he didn’t notice one was less fabric. When Mr. Patel was doing the counting last week, he picked one up and said this is not right, they measured and it was a short piece. I commented on how well he knew his product. He said after a while you can feel if it is 12 meters or 8 meters just by the weight. They gave us another 4 meters, but it was not a happy experience. Then we went to the store where they have the batting, and we only got 36’ meters out of what was supposed to be 40 meters, oh boy, that didn’t go over well either. That shop owner says he is a very honest man, and if he said it was 40 meters, it would be 40 meters, and he accused us of cutting it wrong. So he took the 40 meter roll of batting we were about to buy, and unrolled it and measured it for me, and it was 40 meters plus. He was not about to give me any money back or make any restitution for the so called shortage, as he put it, “you must have measured wrong!” I paid  for it, and Siwale stuffed it in the back seat, this time without the dirty plastic, because they took that off to measure it, which both Siwale and I appreciated! We brought the batting back and then Siwale and I headed to Arcades, Siwale needed to return a lock he got for the gate, that wasn’t big enough, and I needed to make some copies, we were back in short order.


We got back to the service center to find Stephanie and Catherine sitting on the floor cutting batting. They were cutting the squares to go with the fabric that is going to Ndola. Catherine said the last time they gave Ndola 4 meter pieces they cut it poorly and wasted lots of it, so if she cuts it, it will be right! Sylvia was suppose to come today, but as of now hasn’t shown up. I’ve called her multiple times, I’ve sent her two text messages, I’ve called Judith’s phone, and I got nothing. I called Grace back and she called Sylvia’s son and left a message with him, about picking up the fabrics, and still haven’t heard from her or has she returned any of my calls.


Thursdays are suppose to be Catherine’s day away from the service center, but she came in this morning to get the batting all set for Ndola. We had PB &J’s together, and then we packed up the batting, she started off just before 13 hours.


Stephanie and I headed over to the House that GEMS Built, and spent some time with the kids. The GEMS team gave them a CD/Radio/Tape player and a CD of the new CD by Sarah Berry with the recording of the African girls singing the last song, for Christmas. We bought one for each of the four EOH houses in Lusaka. I had dropped the ones off to EOH houses one and two on our way back from Arcades this morning. Charles was there and he is quite a young man now, said to say hello to all the GEMS ladies. Bringing them to house three and four, was much more fun, because other than Charles, we know all the kids at these houses. Juliet was there, but Florence had gone to the clinic and got back got about a half hour before we left. We gave the kids the CD players, and they were so excited. Usually we greet them indoors and then head out to play games, I said lets go out and I need to get pictures of everyone to bring back to Auntie Jan, so I did that, and we took some pictures of the kids, and then instead of wanted to play a game, they wanted to go back inside and dance. Juliet went and got a cassette tape, and dance they did! Oh my, it was so fun watching them. They all danced in a circle and then one at a time they would go into the middle and do a special little step, Stephanie and Auntie Barb both had to dance too! They had such fun; it was so good to see them so happy! After dancing they played a game, a relay game, they had two teams it was the boys against the girls. The game is one that we play with a coin and if it is heads the first person is the only one with their eyes open and they squeeze the hand of the next person, and right down the line, the one at the end you grabbed the bottle first won. They used a bottle cap, right side up no squeezes, wrong side up squeezes. They played and the girls won every time, so they mixed up the teams, and then the winning was more even. When they tired of that one they said teach us a new game, Stephanie didn’t have any, so I reverted to our old stand by for our GEMS girls. The rhythm number game! One, one –six, six Six, six –twelve twelve. It took them a few minutes to catch on once they did, they loved it, and they played it for over an hour. Finally, around 3:30 I told them one more round, and I think they went three! But then it was time for us to go, hugs and loves, and Esther asked for a grade 8 English book, Ida for grade 5 books, Math, English and Science. They so badly want to learn. They carried our bags and walked hand in hand with us back to the Service Center, more hugs and the girls all grabbed some flowers for their hair and to carry back, and then they were gone! Until April!

Esther

Ida

Cholwe

Lisa

Billet

Maya

Clement

Dixon

Cynthia

David

James

Dan

Michael

Dorcus

Edna

Mary

All the kids from house 3 & 4

Trying to figure out the new CD player

Dancing for Jesus

Playing the squeeze game- eyes all tightly closed

Playing the Rythum Game

Stephanie checked her emails, then I checked on the storm that is supposed to be a blizzard back home, doesn’t sound much like a blizzard, just winter in Michigan.


I made supper, guess what it was…..if you guessed chicken you are correct! How many ways can you prepare a chicken breast in Zambia? I think I feel a cook book coming on, in that regards!


Now, we are sitting here in the dark, and waiting for the power to come back on. I even went and took my bath after the power went out, because if I wait, the water is turned off. A lantern gives just enough light in a small bathroom, to make it work!


What a joy to spend the afternoon at the house, and see the kids laughing, joking, teasing and between the boys there was some pushing and shoving, just like kids everywhere. What did I see? I saw kids who love to be together, being part of a great big family, with loving mom ma’s showering them with love and affection. Florence sends her love to her American family, she pointed to the picture of the team that hangs on the wall. She said, “That is the team, but I too, am a part of the team!” We all work together for these kids. She was so thankful for the CD/Radio! “Thank everyone, for me and send them my love!”

More great presents to store in my heart and bring home with me!