I developed a love for Jello this last year in Senegal when Cori's parents came over one time and made us some and we put whipcream in it. It was really good. I had tried to make some earlier in the year...but I think it was too old and never did set. Jello is good stuff..but that is not why I like Jello.

Jello is a word I use often when describing my plans in life. When I look back on the last year and how my life just did not go the way I had planned, but instead the way that God planned...I learned about Jello. I learned to make my plans in Jello. And it seems that God is again reminding me of that as I have started classes here. When I came here a week or so ago, I had some notion of what it was I would walk out of here doing...but after some serious questioning of myself and of God, I find myself wondering...what am I doing?

I am still learning about Jello. I stand here on the brink of something, not having any idea where it is really going to lead...but knowing Who is leading it...and that is the only way I can rest assured. Jello...it not only tastes good, but is applicable to life in so many ways!!