You know how your phone makes different noises for the different types of communication? Voicemail, text message, phone call etc. Well, before we met our little Flower, the e-mail alert tone my phone makes didn’t really excite me. But now it’s the alert that makes my heart flutter! Every time I hear it I run back to my phone. And now- around Christmastime- I’m getting quite a bit of false flutters when I see the e-mail is just from Amazon telling me a package has shipped. That’s nice to know, but definitely pales in comparison to anything having to do with our future daughter.
Well, I got an e-mail yesterday, late in the afternoon when I had already given up hope of hearing anything until next week. And, boy, was it the mother-load of informational e-mails! The first bit I want to share with you all is our little Flower’s name:
Ruth is what we will call her. Or, affectionately, Ruthie. This name, as you may have read in my last blog post, comes from the woman, Ruth, in the Old Testament. In case you are unfamiliar with the story behind this name, it starts with a woman named Naomi from the town of Bethleham in the country of Judah. She, her husband and their two sons move from Judah to the land of Moab because of a famine. While there, Naomi’s sons marry Moabite women. Tragically, Naomi loses her husband and both sons while they are living in Moab. When she hears that God has ended the famine in their homeland, she plans to go back. Her daughters-in-law want to go with her, but she argues that they should stay and find other husbands.
Ruth, however, would not be persuaded to leave her mother-in-law. She went with her to the land of Judah and made it her new home. And she vowed to worship the God Naomi worshiped. She loved Naomi so much that she would go be a foreigner before abandoning her mother-in-law, who had lost everything dear to her. There’s much more to Ruth’s story, but for now, this is a good introduction as to why I wanted this name for her.
Our little Ruthie has endured tragedy that no child should have to. But instead of that tragedy defining her, I want it to catapult her into a life dedicated to the one true God. I know she’s going to have questions someday, and I won’t be able to answer them. But I want her to know that even though the beginning of her life could have sentenced her to a desolate life, God has other plans.
Which brings me to her middle name: Arawa. Although I’m still unsure how it’s pronounced (I think it’s Our-ah-wah), as soon as I saw it I knew it had to be hers. The meaning of this Yoruba tribal name is “she belongs to us” or “family.” And she does. I want her to know that even though she might someday feel unwanted because of her abandonment, that is absolutely not true. She is, always was, and forever more will be, ours.
So there’s her sweet little name and the meaning behind it! We also received a lot of other great news in the e-mail. She is doing well at her orphanage. She has a routine, is eating and sleeping well, and is even potty training! She likes fish, potatoes, rice and noodles- but not vegetables (she’s her daddy’s girl already!). We are able to send her toys and books only as gifts. And we should receive an updated photo of her about every two weeks. I’m also hoping for a video of Ruthie soon. That would be an amazing Christmas gift!
These updates did my heart good. I want her to be here with us, but if that isn’t possible I want her to be happy and safe and well-taken care of- and it sounds like she certainly is! I’m anxious to get her, but in the meantime she is growing and adjusting and will hopefully begin anticipating meeting her family almost as much as we already are.
Thank you all for the prayers and encouragement. We truly appreciate it- so very much! Hopefully more news to come soon.