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Naming My Adopted Boys (What's In a Name? PART II)



The second day he was at home with me I wondered if he would actually comprehend a conversation about his name. He only spoke two words at the time and neither of them were in English.


The babies' home he'd been in since birth (in South Africa, where I lived) spoke Afrikaans, so he was not accustomed to hearing English.


I decided to pick a light hearted moment in the midst of his giggles and just call him by his new name, not knowing how he'd respond.


I waited till his back was turned from me and called him. "Jericho," I said. He immediately swung around and looked at me. Like it was entirely normal.


I couldn't believe it! I just looked at him with a smile on my face and then he smiled, too. From then on, his name was Jericho.


Jericho Elijah Bhekisizwe


Two years later I finally got full custody of Judah (pictured) at age 4 1/2. Two months after he came to stay for forever, I held him on my lap and told him that sometimes when kids are adopted, they get a new name. I asked him how he felt about that. In his tiny little voice that had only one volume, LOUD, he exclaimed, "NO. My name is Sibahle and I like my name!" Well, that was the end of that!


Maybe I wouldn't change his name after all.


The next day Jericho, who was almost 4, said to Sibahle, "I got a new name." A conversation ensued amongst the three of us about how Jericho got a new name to start a new chapter of his life.


For the next four days the phrase, "new and special name" permeated our conversations. We talked about Abraham (and then Jericho again), Sarah (and Jericho again), Paul (and, yep, Jericho AGAIN)... They all got a "new and special name."


I could see his wheels were turning because he kept bringing it up.


Finally, as I was putting them both to bed on the fourth day, Judah said in his itty bitty minion voice at its 4000 decibals, "When do I get a new and special name?!"


Ahhhhh... my heart soared. I had prayed for weeks before he finally came to stay, and asked the Lord to name Him. He had.


So... the following day I told him about the Lion of Judah. And I told him about how Jesus, the Son of God, came from the tribe of Judah, a tribe that - for the average onlooker - might appear to be the least likely tribe to birth the Messiah.


I told him what a miracle he is.


That he has defied all the odds.


I had had unofficial partial custody of this boy since he was 19 months old and at death's door. He stayed with me for 2-3 days a week (while living in a babies' home) so that I could take care of all of his extensive medical needs and appointments.


I am the one who was told by the physical therapist he would never walk and probably never crawl. I am the one who was told by the speech therapist that he would likely never speak more than two word phrases and that they would probably never be spontaneous, only echoing someone else. I am the one who was repeatedly told he was not likely to live to see his third birthday.


I am also the one who did physical and speech therapies with him in the 2-3 days per week he was with me. I had worked with severely autistic children for years, so I did the same work with him at home that I had done with those children, which had been under the direction of speech, physical, and occupational therapists.


He was just a sponge, he absorbed all of it.


And he survived.


Despite the pervasive developmental delays that remained, by the time I finally got full custody at 4 1/2 he had just started walking, and had just started speaking in short sentences. He had defied all the odds and, like the the tribe of Judah, could be said to have been the least likely to rise to great influence. And yet that is exactly what I foresaw.


This is the backdrop on which Judah got his "new and special name." Once he received it, he loved it.

Judah Manqoba Madiba


Now, 4 1/2 years later, It is a critical juncture, a new chapter, a new beginning, and God is giving all three of us a "new and special name."


Stay tuned.


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