It’s 2 am and the ranch is finally still after a long day, the babies are sleeping peacefully in their cribs, the toddlers are splayed out on their beds, some upside down, some sideways, but all fast asleep. The night was filled with typical household chores; cleaning, laundry, dishes, but for what feels like a quick moment, everything is calm, til’ in the blink of an eye the chaos of running after 12 kids will start once again as the sun makes its return. Any minute I will hear little feet patter on the floor proclaiming their need for the “baño” and “agua”. And so the day begins in Tijuana Mexico at the Casa Cuna orphanage. And that’s just a glimpse of the days I get to spend here the rest of my summer. But for now I sit on the couch and enjoy my moment of rest and calm.

It has been a crazy week full of interacting with black widow spiders, walking over the US/Mexico border to go to Walmart, and attending a very patriotic watch party of the soccer game between Mexico and South Africa.

There is always something happening and its constant chaos, however before they come there is a calmness that prepares for the storm. And if we prepare wisely for the storm it will pass with little damage. Glory to God for all things; the storms and the calm.