Friday March 1, 2019

John 3:16-17 “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life. “Indeed, God did not send the Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him.

Today was an interesting day to say the least. Similar to last Friday, today we were inundated with school field trips, which meant countless children (and adults) failing to follow the rules of keeping their hands out of the tanks, but also a bit of inappropriate and rude catcalls from some older boys. Since we were leaving this afternoon, we decided that only one of us would dig holes in the sand as to keep the dirty laundry to a minimum and I was happy to do the work. So as I am on my hands and knees digging holes the length of my arm, these boys seemed to enjoy the show and were happy to let me know. It was pretty easy at first to ignore them and just chalk it up to boys being boys, but after a while I had had enough. I think what bothered me more than anything was that the chaperones didn’t seem to think this was a problem and this was all done in front of my 11 year old daughter. I attempted to ask them to leave using exaggerated gestures but it seemed to get lost in translation (or they just didn’t care). I tried to ask Madu, the staff person, to help remove the boys from the area, but the language barrier proved to be a problem (I am confident that he just didn’t know what I was saying or asking him to do). So plan B, I had David get Jeff so he could stand in front of me to block their view. I was not about to leave my job unfinished because of these kids, but I was also getting sick of listening to them.

Nonetheless, it was also a great opportunity to rise above the disrespect and rudeness of these kids to finish the job that Christ led me to complete. I was able to talk with Anjali about how inappropriate their actions were and that it was okay to ask for help, just as I did by having Jeff come stand between me and the culprits. Anjali tried to play it off like it was no big deal, which in reality it wasn’t, but I wanted her to see that it is okay to stand up for yourself and it is important to ask for help when you need it. I needed Jeff there to shield me because I had work to finish and couldn’t abandon my responsibilities. Once I finished clearing the nests, all was well and that group of kids left and was replaced by younger and more respectful children.

I definitely did not appreciate the behavior of these boys, but I will say that because of Christ they are not condemned, rather, they have just been misguided, but as with all sin they will also be forgiven, by me and more importantly by Christ. They are still my brothers in Christ and just like any good family, we all get pissed at each from time to time and make mistakes. I am definitely not perfect in my life and definitely have my fair share of sin, but Christ made it possible for me to be forgiven and I know they will be too. I am so grateful and thankful for the sacrifices that God has made on my behalf, as well as the rest of my family. I am grateful that this journey has shown me that my family is more than just my husband, kids, parents, etc. but rather my family is everyone I meet; we are all brothers and sisters in Christ and we are all saved through Him.

After lunch we said our goodbyes to all creatures, turtles and humans, and headed for Colombo.


Once we got to the hotel, the kids got settled watching movies while Jeff and I headed to grab some wine and a few snacks. After the kids went to bed, Jeff and I enjoyed a nice meal “out” (aka: downstairs in the lobby), but it was so nice to have a bit of a date night.


Thursday February 28, 2019

Romans 12:11 Do not lag in zeal, be ardent in spirit, serve the Lord

Be strong, serve.  It seems a rather redundant reading considering the fact that we are on this trip with that sole purpose in mind.  But I find myself thinking about this notion as we wrap up our last day of turtle tank cleaning.  This has been by no means my favorite task since we set out in July last year.  I have not been particularly fond of getting covered in green algal goo, turtle excrement, and leftover frozen fish bits.  But as we conclude our service time here in Sri Lanka I am also acutely aware of how fun I truly have had.  I will carry with me the memory of a sea turtle who in only a few days has recognized me and my family and will surface in order that she might get her daily dose of shell scratches.  I will always remember the feeling of turtle hatchlings wrapping their tiny flippers around my fingers as I picked them up out of their temporary home to set them free on an sandy beach as they headed out into the world.  I will never forget my hope that each and every one would defy nature and grow old and come back again to make new nests.  As I scrub away at the algal growth and try to avert my senses from the overpowering waft of turtle, sea, and fish, I am reminded of that zeal.

It is hard to serve to be sure but it is harder I think to sit by and do nothing.  When you see a need and do nothing I think you realize that you have missed an opportunity and your heart aches to get that chance back.  Deep down I wonder if that is why so many people are disheartened, depressed, or feel so much less worth than they deserve.  The solution is not a life changing hiatus from work and a year abroad, though that has done me a world of good.  It is simply recognizing that the opportunity to serve is always there and that working in the service of God is the most fulfilling task you can do.  The worries of tomorrow are for tomorrow; for today, put your faith, your love, and your work in the hands of the Lord.


Wednesday February 27, 2019

Proverbs 19:8 To get wisdom is to love oneself; to keep understanding is to prosper.

Today was a day of goodbyes. We said goodbye to the loggerhead turtle at the sanctuary who had gotten sick and passed this morning. When we arrived yesterday she was definitely not well and thus a vet was called, but unfortunately they were all on strike. Dudley had found a vet that was willing to come check in on the turtle today, it was too late.

We also we had to say goodbye to Dudley, the project coordinator, who was leaving the country for work and since we decided to head back to Colombo on Friday and spend the weekend there before our crazy early flight on Monday (1:50 am), today would be the last time we were going to see him. He is such a welcoming and kind man and we are very grateful for the love and kindness he showed to us. Thank you Dudley for all you did for our family and for the opportunity to serve alongside your program, helping to give these turtles a fighting chance.

The kids with Dudley.

I have been thinking about ways to connect with my grandmother back in Arizona who is ill. I really wanted to talk with her, but her lung capacity was making that impossible. So we ended up making videos messages for her and I sent them to my dad to show to her. I am hoping that while I can’t be there with her, these video messages will be a way for her to connect directly with us even from afar. As much as I want to visit with her over the phone, I also don’t want to jeopardize her health and well-being, and this was the best solution I could come up with given the circumstances. It allowed me to speak directly to her and for her to see me and the rest of the family. I hope that these messages will bring her a bit of happiness and give her a way to feel closer to us even though we are far away. I want her to know how much we love her and how much we miss her.

Otherwise there really wasn’t much today. The kids did a really good job at the sanctuary. They all helped with burying eggs and clearing out the old nests. We all worked together as a team and it was wonderful. This afternoon we allowed the kids to play around in the pool instead of sitting at the sanctuary because there was nothing to do there. The kids played in the pool and had a great time while Jeff hung out with the turtles. And since we are heading to Colombo on Friday afternoon, we have some packing and organizing to do. Thankfully, packing up our stuff has gotten to be a bit routine and it really doesn’t take longer than a couple hours to pack everything up to move us to the next stop! I’ve got this down to a science. : )


Tuesday, February 26th, 2019

“Teach me to do your will, for you are my God; may your good spirit lead me on level ground.” Psalm 143:10

Psalm 143 is a prayer of David in which he asks for God to hear him as he laments his struggles.  David asks God for guidance for the quickest way out of trouble and dangers and for his enemies to face defeat.  And for this writing, the entire Psalm will help tell our story of the day.  At first glance this reading may not seem appropriate as it relates to the relative ease by which we live our modern lives.  Sara and I don’t face many instances of deadly foes or great enemy armies trying to relieve of us our lands (especially since we don’t have any!).  Nevertheless, the prayer’s intention is applicable, if not the words themselves.

The day started out like our normal Tuesday.  We dug holes for new eggs, cleaned out old nests, found new baby sea turtles, and did some clean-up.  The usual ho-hum.  Things took a bit of a turn though around lunch.  I got assigned a tour for some folks from the UK wanting to learn some sea turtle lore while Sara sent the kids back across the street to get ready for our midday repast. Sara stayed back and helped clean up a few items so she could join me after the tour.

The kids could not have been home more than fifteen minutes without our supervision, though in kid time that is a seeming eternity.  As Sara and I walked up to the volunteer home we overheard a fight which was escalating…rapidly.  From the time we approached the front door to the time we got to the kids’ room, a mere 10 steps or fewer, everything had hit the fan.  Literally.

A little background will help.  Last evening the kids had a fight, shocker I know, about some mundane issue, shocking I know.  I believe that the gist was that Luci was looking over Anjali’s shoulder while Anjali was doing something on her tablet.  This irritated Anjali which caused her to yell at Luci which caused Luci to get angry and then kick or smack or do something to Anjali.  This in turn caused Anjali to grab the mosquito net above her bed and swing it forcefully in the air.  Unfortunately, in the middle of the room is a rather large ceiling fan with metal blades which happened to be rotating at full speed.  The net hit one of the blades causing the fan to go on tilt temporarily and to send bits of chipped, rusty paint throughout the room.  Fortunately the damage was minor, though messy, and a lesson was seemingly learned.

Until the next day at 12:30 that is when Anjali became enraged over another slight of “Biblical proportions” causing her to unlearn the part about swinging the net in the direction of the full speed fan.  This time, however, the damage was marginally more significant.  Rather, the fan blade bent completely in half, the mosquito net was torn, and the fan was now on full tilt and in danger of dislodging and falling.  I’ll spare you the recap of the next hour which included stuttering, tears, screaming, and blaming going all around.  Suffice to say that Sara and I were a tad miffed and were now considering whether we would indulge in the weekend safari plans now that our kids were losing their minds and we were about to lose money on a very unplanned expense of replacing the fan and net.

Lord, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for mercy; in your faithfulness and righteousness come to my relief.”  As it was Tuesday, I was scheduled to go teach English again after lunch so we spoke with our hosts to ask where and when we could go find a new ceiling fan to replace the now defunct version.  The plan was to go teach and then use the driver to run to the next town over to pick up both.  Following another energetic day of teaching we were off to shop.  Under advice from Dudley we were to look at the local hardware store for a specific brand which was of a higher quality.  With Prasantha’s help I went in to the store only to find out that they didn’t carry that brand.  The vendor’s suggestion was to try the next town down.  5-6 more kilometers.

“The enemy pursues me, he crushes me to the ground…”  Well, maybe not pursues me, but certainly crushes my hopes.  Following a harrowing drive through the small town main street which was more reminiscent of India than Sri Lanka we arrived at store number 2.  And yet again, no fan.  “My spirit grows faint within me; my heart within me is dismayed.”  I was beginning to feel very frustrated and I was growing weary of apologizing to the other passengers in the van who were stuck on this odyssey for a fan.  This shopkeeper recommended yet another store just a bit longer down the road and so off we went.

Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.”  Third time was sort of the charm.  Despite not having the make and model that we originally sought, we finally settled on an acceptable alternative.  Fan in tow we started the journey back to Kosgoda to pick up the new net and to get back in time to hang the fan before nightfall.  

“In your unfailing love, silence my enemies…for I am your servant.”  All in all, at worst the trip took much longer than planned but it was a success.  The new fan and net were hung and the kids room was cooled off yet again.  More importantly the kids heads were cooled off and the foes of anger, revenge, and frustration were silenced for at least one more day.

The enemies of today are less fearsome than those of the past, at least for our family. But the reality is that our enemies come from within and are often harder to defeat because they go unrecognized and can become too strong to overcome.  Fortunately with God’s help and a great deal of patience even the mightiest enemy, be it anger, sadness, frustration, or annoying little sister, can be overcome with love and grace.  To God be the glory on this day once more.

Monday February 25, 2019

2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slow about his promise, as some think of slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting any to perish, but all to come to repentance.

The Lord is patient…but I am not.  I am trying to be better about this but I really get frustrated when the kids are not contributing.  And so it was that this morning I made it abundantly clear that during turtle tank cleaning time I was not going to be patient if they started slacking.  After the previous week having to deal with a steady stream of being asked what they could do next, hearing they were bored (that one still gets me), or simply just up and walking off and not doing any work whatsoever I was ready to bring the house down if it started up again today.  I reiterated my point after breakfast, while we were digging nests, and right before cleaning time started.

Now I am not sure if it was my sternness or if my prayers, aka pleading for God’s help, had been answered but the kids did phenomenal.  They were cooperative, helpful, and hard working.  When they encountered a task beyond their capacity they found something else that they could do.  Lucia was her old chipper self again bounding from tank to tank and feeding.  Anjali took the lead on cleaning out the hatchling tanks and the small Olive Ridley tank.  And David scrubbed algae and brought buckets of water on demand.  I had approached the day concerned that with Lorna’s absence the tank cleaning would take much longer and on top of cleaning out old nests we would be working well into the afternoon.  Instead, with the contributions of a small army of hard working kids, we got all the turtles fed, cleaned, and returned before lunch.

I see the repentance to some extent here as the kids redeemed themselves from the previous week.  Their effort was greatly improved and we had no tantrums.  They made the day enjoyable rather than just tolerable and Sara and I were sure to praise them for their efforts.  I hope that I find the lesson in this to also focus on my patience.  The kids needed me to be stern and to know that there are consequences for bad behavior, but they also needed for me to give them the chance to redeem themselves from the previous week.  I was happy to give them that chance and even happier that they took advantage of it.  I cannot speak for God of course but I imagine that God would have the same feeling I did that afternoon – a smile in my heart because my children had done well.  I hope I can make God smile more often than not too.


Sunday February 24, 2019

Ephesians 4:29 Let no evil talk come out of your mouths, but only what is useful for building up, as there is need, so that your words may give grace to those who hear. 

We had some difficulty getting the kids up and moving this morning at 5 am, but we eventually made it down for a quick breakfast and then off to see the whales! Now this was an adventure from the beginning. Our scheduled Tuk Tuks arrived on time as we were quickly shoving food into our mouths.  We piled in for the short drive to the marina. We got dropped off right at the boat, but we were quickly directed to buy tickets (of course not in English but Sinhalese). Our driver was kind enough to drive us to the ticket booth where we were told to “wait here” which was off to the side of the ticket booth. I patiently waited for my turn, which took a really long time and I watched several other folks come and go. But as soon as I was starting to get frustrated by this whole endeavor, a nice gentleman came out to talk with me and sold me our tickets; I think he was actually in charge of the whole process. He was so kind. We got our tickets and a personal escort to the boat. I think he was a friend of Dudley because he was so very attentive to us, making sure we had all we needed.

I wrote this prior to reading the scripture passage and once I read it I just shook my head at God’s amazing wisdom and how much I have learned, and still have to learn. I was standing waiting to buy our tickets and was getting frustrated watching others come and go before me, but I held my tongue and didn’t say anything. I am so glad I did this because the attention we received was well worth the wait. He was so incredibly attentive to us making sure we had a great time on his boat, but if I had said my peace about having to wait while others were helped before me, I seriously doubt he would have been so kind to us. These words from Ephesians are very powerful and can be life changing when you live by them. It is the same thing I tell my kids, “if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all”.

We had a wonderful time whale watching and were blessed to see four blue whales, one that even dove under water right next to the boat so we all could see his huge tail fin arch out of the water and then disappear. This was such a cool experience. We were all pretty tired (I feel asleep on the way out to sea) and after the excitement of seeing blue whales (and dolphins) my family could stay awake no longer–all of them fell asleep on the boat ride back to the marina. It was a bit sad that we didn’t get any photos of the whale breaching or diving but we will forever have that memory.

After we got off the boat, the gentleman who sold us our tickets was waiting there to hear all about our trip and to make sure all was well. I was again grateful for the patience God has given to me. We enjoyed a nice lunch at a restaurant called The Shack, right on the beach with the sand under our feet (this is a really neat aspect of dining in Sri Lanka). The kids enjoyed playing in the ocean and it was so wonderful to watch my children play so nicely together. We then headed back to Kosgoda and made it just in time to release the turtles.


Friday February 22, 2019

1 Corinthians 15:58 Therefore, my beloved, be steadfast, immovable, always excelling in the work of the Lord, because you know that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.

Fridays are interesting around these parts.  They are typically the days that the local schools have their field trips so we were inundated with running, giggling kids ranging in ages from 6 – 16.  Surprisingly enough the younger kids did a much better job at being turtle conservancy visitors usually abiding the rules which most especially includes no touching the turtles.  Older kids would be told not to touch and then surreptitiously reaching another finger into the tank in hopes of copping a turtle feel.  Both Sara and Fanny had to raise their voices on more than one occasion and by the end of our morning shift I think everyone was more exhausted from playing the role of chaperone than when we had cleaned tanks.

Fortunately, Friday afternoons we have off to get a head start on the weekend to explore the island or just simply relax.  Lorna’s time with the project was coming to a close so we opted to eat a quick bite for lunch and then head over to the sand bar just up the beach to have a few beers and enjoy an hour or two catching up with our new friend.  The fishermen who also operate the bar were very happy to see us and were quick to pour the drinks and bring us some appetizers.  Sara and I taught Lorna and Joeri the intricacies of playing Hearts which they both caught on to quickly.  Meanwhile the kids got to play in the surf and sand.

We headed back in around 3 and said our goodbyes to Lorna (and Fanny who was going with her for the weekend) and then made plans for dinner.  The kids did some playing in the pool and then after a quick clean up we made our way to the neighboring town.  Sara had found a restaurant that was well rated and right on the beach.  The only problem as it turns out was that our Tuk Tuk drivers did not exactly know where it was located.  We had agreed upon a price for the ride and they drove us into the next town.  However, a quick check of Google Maps revealed that they had gone too far.  A u-turn later and a quick stop for the driver to ask some directions and we were off again.  We found the location and sat down for a nice and relaxing meal.

Nothing quite like enjoying some good food and conversation with a sea breeze gently caressing you.  We definitely found the fruits of our labor this evening.   After a long week of getting dirty, sweaty, and tired we enjoyed basking in the beauty of God’s Earth.

Thursday February 21, 2019

Matthew 5 14-16 “You are the light of the world. A city built on a hill cannot be hid. No one after lighting a lamp puts it under the bushel basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.

Today was another tank cleaning day and I am surprised at how much fun this hard work actually is. Anjali and David are having a harder time getting involved in this process. They are not quite strong enough to clean the tanks at the same level as the adults, but they are trying. Today Lucia realized that cleaning the tanks is just not something that she is able to do, so she took it upon herself to seek out another job. She found herself working alongside Madu (one of the staff at the project) feeding the turtles. Madu will cut up the fish and then tell Lucia where to take the pieces of fish and which turtle to feed. She is such a joy to watch as she scampers about the hatchery thrilled that she has the important job of feeding the turtles. Her joy is infectious and I can’t help but be happy amidst being covered in green algae and turtle poop!

It brings me so much joy to see her being a light amongst all this “dirty” work. She allows her light to shine through all the raw fish, the algae, the sand, the turtle poop, etc and leads us all by example. Our job is to help protect and care for these turtles, for all of God’s creatures, and even if the work is “dirty work” we should still be joyous and happy; we should allow God’s light to shine through the dirt and muck and be a witness to His creation.

I can’t even count how many times I was leading a tour and folks were just amazed to see my children doing work around the hatchery. Children can be seen as unable to do work and I think it surprises people to see them so happy caring for these turtles. Both Jeff and I had many people ask about our mission and the work we were doing and I loved telling them about our various volunteer projects and how much our family has loved showing God’s love around the world. It is not about us, it is about God and His love for all of us. It is about being a light to shine on those in need, to show them that they are loved by a stranger from the other side of the world, to show them that they are loved by God.

Wednesday February 20, 2019

2 Corinthians 5:17 So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new!

I realized today how grateful I am that we are only here for 2 weeks, based on the suggestion from the organization that helped us to plan this project. Jeff and I would have been fine to stay for our original plan of 4 weeks, but the kids would have lost their mind (or would have driven me to lose mine)! Outside of the normal morning of burying turtle eggs and then cleaning out the nests, there was nothing else to do unless we had visitors, which means there is a lot of sitting. We made several trips out to the beach to clean up, but it is hard to get the kids engaged in doing this more than 1 time per day. This sitting around and doing nothing while we wait for visitors to come through is very trying for the kids, though I don’t mind the down time at all. But the kids have found a nice reprieve in the pool on the property of the volunteer house. They want to be in it all the time and they take advantage of it after lunch and after dinner, basically whenever we allow them to.

Jeff and Joeri hoist kids in preparation for a game of chicken

With the weekend fast approaching, we are having some difficulty in planning our activities. We know what we need to do, we just need to work out the logistics and because we need Dudley involved in the planning process, we just can’t make these plans on our own. Our hope was to do a national park to see elephants and go whale watching, but the logistics are not working out so well. This would have previously sent me into a bit of a frenzy or caused me a bit of anxiety–“we need a plan”, but I don’t seem to be bothered. I have confidence that in time all things will work out just as they are supposed to. I have allowed myself to be changed by Christ, to trust in His way and His time. I have learned to turn over my life to Him, which has significantly reduced my anxiety caused by my need to plan everything to the minute. I know this may sound a bit trivial, and maybe it is, but looking at the bigger picture, I have been able to turn over my need to plan every waking minute to Christ. I have learned that when I try to push a plan through it always fails or it doesn’t work very well. But when I let God plan it, it works out perfectly and usually better than expected. He is able to provide us what we need.

Tonight we had a fisherman come to the volunteer house to let us know that a turtle just came up onto the beach to lay her eggs and that we were welcome to go watch. We joined the fisherman on the beach at 10 pm and sat very close to the surf while the turtle crawled up to her spot and began digging her hole. This process took almost an hour so we just sat quietly under the stars listening to the waves coming onto shore. Once she was done digging her hole we were able to join the fisherman behind the turtle to watch her drop her eggs into the hole (and then the fisherman grab the eggs). These fisherman are very protective of the turtles and do their very best to not disturb the process, but in the end they are still taking the eggs from the nest to be sold to the hatchery for 25 rupee per egg. What gives me a bit of comfort is knowing that the alternative is that these eggs would otherwise be sold in the market for food (turtle eggs are still considered a delicacy and though it is illegal, they can still be found). The upside is that because the hatchery and the fisherman are working together the turtles are given a chance to hatch, furthermore the hatchery is also protected, so the eggs have a reduced risk of being dug up and eaten by predators. I believe that the conservation work being done here is making a difference in helping increase the population of these endangered creatures, it was just really difficult to watch this turtle lay her eggs that were being taken from her nest just as she was dropping them.

Tuesday February 19, 2019

“You show me the path of life. In your presence there is fullness of joy; in your right hand are pleasures forever more.”  Psalm 16:11

Prasantha presents Luci with her Sri Lankan birthday cake

A fitting reading for the day’s events to be sure.  We truly saw the path of life play out in front of us this morning though to be sure the “pleasure” was tough to find at first.  Today was marked first and foremost to us by the celebration, or more to the point, the recognition of Lucia’s 6th birthday.  Since we first discussed our plans for this trip and the locations Luci has been a constant reminder of where we would be on February 19th, right here in Sri Lanka working with baby sea turtles.

After our usual continental meal of bread, jams, and tea we started out for the arduous trek of 50 feet across the road to the sanctuary.  As was the case yesterday, we were not entirely sure what the day had in store for us, only that, according to Lorna and Fanny, we would be doing the unceremonious task of cleaning out old turtle nests.  We were advised in advance of booking this project that there would be jobs that would leave us smelling particularly foul and feeling especially gross.  This was that job.

Cleaning an old nest means excavating the dryish sand and slowly digging down to the depths of the where the eggs had been placed previously.  Assuming the nest has hatched we would expect to encounter old, leathery eggs devoid of their previous occupants but ripe with the sweet aroma of rottenness.  It also meant that we might encounter an egg or two or more that had not hatched and would therefore still hold its now 45+ day old contents.  A 45 day old egg that has been baking in 85 degree sand and is re-exposed to free flowing oxygen is, to say the least, awful.  After burying the new eggs brought in by the local fishermen, we begun our task to clean the old nests.

A group of volunteers hunched over several deepening and widening holes is a sight to be seen, especially as the excavation brings them closer to the treasure of old eggs.  More than one of us gagged at the scent though I, having had my hand at field dressing deer, knew well enough to breath through my mouth or take breaths out of the hole upwind before digging deeper.  As we proceeded from nest to nest the task got no easier until Sara discovered something amazing.  Buried several inches below the sand surface she encountered movement.  Unsure at first she dug gently around and realized she had come across a baby sea turtle, an apparent straggler who had not yet dug her way out of the sandy nest.  Sara gently excavated the turtle’s face and then watched in amazement as the turtle wiggled and worked her way out of the sand and to the surface. What an amazing and unexpected gift, Luci would spend her birthday literally with a baby turtle.  She seemed quite content to share her birthday this way, but the fun was truly just beginning.  As it turns out, this baby turtle was merely the lead digger in what turned out to be a few dozen hatchlings.  We managed to secure a video of the wigglers working their way to the surface as the kids squealed with delight.  The unexpected treasure trove of turtles yielded a mad dash to and from the nesting area to the holding tanks as we carefully made sure that all turtles were accounted for and not stepped on by hurried and excited feet. Check out the video on my Instagram page.

Sara has a turtle head poking out!

As we finished off our cleaning duties the less than pleasant aroma seemed to subside, or at least became less perceptible, as the excitement and appreciation of witnessing the miracle of birth overwhelmed us.  The rest of our morning was spent cleaning up and doing some beach cleaning as well then off to lunch and our afternoon program.  The plan was to eat and then get cleaned up to do some teaching to the local school children at the Buddhist temple up the road.  Sara and I gathered our kids together and asked Lorna to join along so she could guide us in what she had taught previously.  When we arrived we found that we would not be in the temple this day but rather teaching on the front porch of someone’s house.  We also met the five boys who would be learning with us.  While their skills ranged from total beginner to novice, we found their energy and eagerness to be uplifting.  We practiced some new vocabulary and played a few games and then returned home to the conservancy.  Following another release of baby turtles we retreated to the volunteer house where we sat down for a nice meal, and a nice treat.  Prasantha (Dudley’s lovely wife) had made a special stop to pick up a birthday cake for Luci.  Lucia was thrilled to get the special comfort from home.

While there were no presents in the traditional sense, I think Luci was pretty happy with how her birthday went this year.  She truly got to spend it the way she had envisioned for over 12 months, playing with baby sea turtles.  This was the greatest present, an experience unlike any she had ever had and may not get to have ever again.  God’s gift to her today showed her the path of life in a literal sense of course, but also figuratively.  The path is one of love, new experiences, and an overwhelming sense of joy in the Lord’s presence that leaves you prancing through sand ever mindful of God’s precious turtles scampering below.  For mom and dad, another lesson was evident.  It is with God’s call and encouragement that we were even here.  Thus it is in His presence that we experienced this joyous day of new birth and a reminder of our daughter’s.  With all of our hearts we are thankful for this joy that God brought to us this day.