When my due date drew near, my parents drove all the way from Minnesota to support us in this momentous occasion. They arrived and waited, but no labor pains. So Henry suggested that we take Grandma and Grandpa on a sightseeing tour around our area of desert. A harrowing jeep ride over dusty,bumpy roads up a steep mesa took my parents' breath away! Next we drove out to the foot of the actual rock formation of the Shiprock. It is a sacred mountain to the Indians made from the core of an ancient volcano where the lava sticks straight up. No one is permitted to climb it! It resembles a tall sailing ship from a distance and the Spanish explorers thought they had come to the ocean when they saw its silhouette across the desert.
The jolting worked! I went in to labor that night and Evan made his appearance in this world at 8 am. We called my parents to announce his arrival! As my parents walked the one block from our house to the little Indian hospital, they wondered if they would be able to tell which baby in the nursery window was their new grandson? As it turned out, it wasn't difficult at all because their brand new grandson was the only "paleface" in the nursery!
We are thankful to the LORD for all 4 Williams children that He blessed us with over the years, but this is the only one born in "foreign" territory.
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Born in Indian Territory in New Mexico
Last night our family gathered to celebrate our firstborn's 36th birthday. Here's his photo with his niece,Molly.
Evan Henry Williams was born in Shiprock, New Mexico, a small town located on the Navajo Indian Reservation. My husband was working for the Public Health Service as a physician and I was working as a teacher at Shiprock Elementary school to all black headed Navajo children. During our 2nd year of living on the reservation, God blessed us with our first child.
When my due date drew near, my parents drove all the way from Minnesota to support us in this momentous occasion. They arrived and waited, but no labor pains. So Henry suggested that we take Grandma and Grandpa on a sightseeing tour around our area of desert. A harrowing jeep ride over dusty,bumpy roads up a steep mesa took my parents' breath away! Next we drove out to the foot of the actual rock formation of the Shiprock. It is a sacred mountain to the Indians made from the core of an ancient volcano where the lava sticks straight up. No one is permitted to climb it! It resembles a tall sailing ship from a distance and the Spanish explorers thought they had come to the ocean when they saw its silhouette across the desert.
The jolting worked! I went in to labor that night and Evan made his appearance in this world at 8 am. We called my parents to announce his arrival! As my parents walked the one block from our house to the little Indian hospital, they wondered if they would be able to tell which baby in the nursery window was their new grandson? As it turned out, it wasn't difficult at all because their brand new grandson was the only "paleface" in the nursery!
We are thankful to the LORD for all 4 Williams children that He blessed us with over the years, but this is the only one born in "foreign" territory.
When my due date drew near, my parents drove all the way from Minnesota to support us in this momentous occasion. They arrived and waited, but no labor pains. So Henry suggested that we take Grandma and Grandpa on a sightseeing tour around our area of desert. A harrowing jeep ride over dusty,bumpy roads up a steep mesa took my parents' breath away! Next we drove out to the foot of the actual rock formation of the Shiprock. It is a sacred mountain to the Indians made from the core of an ancient volcano where the lava sticks straight up. No one is permitted to climb it! It resembles a tall sailing ship from a distance and the Spanish explorers thought they had come to the ocean when they saw its silhouette across the desert.
The jolting worked! I went in to labor that night and Evan made his appearance in this world at 8 am. We called my parents to announce his arrival! As my parents walked the one block from our house to the little Indian hospital, they wondered if they would be able to tell which baby in the nursery window was their new grandson? As it turned out, it wasn't difficult at all because their brand new grandson was the only "paleface" in the nursery!
We are thankful to the LORD for all 4 Williams children that He blessed us with over the years, but this is the only one born in "foreign" territory.
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