Yesterday in Addis Ababa = Awesome

Today is court date for us in Addis. It is currently 7:30 am here (11:30 pm in Arkansas). The plan today is to pick her up (for those wondering, we simply cannot post pictures or her name until it is more official. . . I will when I can, I promise!) and take her to the zoo for a little while. Then, after lunch (around 2 pm our time), Katie and I will stand before a judge and – God willing – she will become a Pearson!

In short, yesterday was absolutely incredible. She is beautiful. She is so sweet. She gives great hugs. I will share as much as I can in the days to come. We are about to eat breakfast here, however, so I want to share a brief ‘God thing’ that happened when we met her.

From all the others who have adopted through our agency and this orphanage, the story of how everyone meets their child is the same: the house workers seat the parents in a living room area by themselves and bring the child to them – just the parents and their child. Parents sit in the living room. The child is brought in. Well it didn’t happen that way for us. We arrived yesterday to the orphanage with another family who is also adopting. When we got there, the house workers brought out about 4-5 boys to the living room area where all of us were. Our little girl wasn’t with them. So, Katie and I are standing there wondering what is going on (hardly anyone speaks English!) and where in the world our little girl is. The house workers then realize we are B’s parents. So, they take us upstairs to where she is (Note: instead of them bringing her to us, they brought us to her). She was taking a nap in her precious little bed. By the time we walked into her room, there she was waking up. The first thing she did? Open her arms up and express she wanted a hug. I immediately got down on a knee (Note: it was the knee I just had surgery on – it hurt like madness – but I did NOT care), picked her up out of her bed and held her for as long as I could.

Here’s an awesome thought: Katie and I have been praying for God to reveal more of Himself during this week. We have asked many of you to pray this for us. No one (that we have heard about) actually went to where their child was when they met him/her. They waited for the child to come to them. For Katie and I, however, we got to go TO her, see her in her bed, take her from where she was, and embrace her in our arms. Isn’t that EXACTLY what God did for us? He came to us. He met us where we were. When we opened our hearts (or arms) to Him, He took us in and welcomed us into His arms (and family).

“But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ – by grace you have been saved – and raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus.” (Ephesians 2:4-6)

Yesterday in Addis Ababa = Awesome

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About pastormpearson

Follower of Jesus. Husband to Katie. Father to Luke, Seth, and Birtukan. Pastor of the First Baptist Church in El Dorado, Arkansas.

Posted on May 21, 2012, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Debbie Henry

    Sweet Blessings from our Loving Father. Thank you for sharing. It started my day with joyfilled praises to the King of Kings!!!

  2. You big jerk. You made me cry in the coffee shop. Haven can’t wait to meet Cousin B!

  3. Oh what a precious story of our Heavenly Daddy! We are overfilled with joy for all of you
    (no matter what Danny says.) 🙂 Be ready…your about to be some seriously melted putty in her hands. She will be a gift to you that only few can understand! We love ya’ll!

  4. So awesome! Praying for you guys as you spend this precious time with your girl & rejoicing with the news of passing court!

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