In December of 2009, I emailed a medical team a file on a little boy named Botela. One doctor told me that he was atypical. Atypical for malnourished, sick orphans from Ethiopian standards. She told me to prepare that he would have severe developmental delays. She told me to count on some serious setbacks from diseases.
And she told me that at this stage, he would probably never walk, and only if we were up to this challenge, should we take on this “case.”
Today, my son walked into her office, wheeled in his stroller, and told her his name was, “E-ya Ag-newww.”
You should have seen the look on her face.
“I know that you can do all things;
no plan of yours can be thwarted.” -Job 42:2