Ethiopian court is complete and he is ours. Let me introduce you to Malachi Yadesa Kuhn.
His first name Malachi will be his American name. You might sometimes hear us shorten it to Kai. His middle name, Yadesa, is his Ethiopian name. The name Yadesa means “God knows.” We would love to retain that part of his heritage, for his Ethiopian name truly tells the story of his beginnings. God has known and remembered Yadesa. In Ethiopia, most handicapped people have no future beyond a life of beggary on city streets. Noone knew Yadesa’s future. God knew. And I can just imagine him speaking his promise over Yadesa.
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” – Jeremiah 29:11
He was checking out his family book. It will stay with him until we return.
And he loves loves loves his dad!
I’m cool too. Just not as cool as dad.
Who says orphanages don’t have physical therapy. Rolling suitcase equals walker. And he could totally do it!
He’s not a fan of animal crackers. He thought it would be better for me to eat them.
As we pull away from the orphanage. Chow! Chow!
Malachi Yadesa Kuhn, welcome to our family where you are loved whether you walk or crawl or roll. Welcome to America where you get to be anything you want to be regardless of how well your legs work. Welcome to school, doctors’ visits, dentist appointments, playground trips, church, birthday presents, and family dinners. It might not be what you’re used to, but I think you’ll grow to like it here.
Much more than a humanitarian rescue mission, Malachi’s adoption is a beautiful display of the gospel. It’s what separates Christianity from every other religion in the world. God did not expect us to rise to Him or do enough good works to make him happy. Rather, he sent Jesus to be my rescuer when I did nothing. He relentlessly pursued me when I was helpless. He found me where I was and redeemed me by the blood of Jesus from the universal human problem of sin. He adopted me into his family when I had no hope. The longer we walk this journey, the more I am amazed at the parallels. We don’t adopt to give Malachi wealth. We adopt because we have been adopted.