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It is the 1960s in Lewistown, Montana, and Janie Bishop has more struggles to face than any high school senior should have to deal with. Her life changed overnight when her mom was diagnosed with cancer. But this is only the beginning of her challenges. Finding out she is pregnant is almost more than she can deal with. Will her faith and strong family values carry her through to complete her dream of becoming a teacher? This heartwarming, inspiring story reminds us if we depend on the one who is in control, our life promises to provide things we cannot begin to imagine.

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Publié par	Inspiring Voices
Date de parution	20 janvier 2016
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781462411740
Langue	English

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EGGSHELLS UNBROKEN
Jan Hofer Wenaas

Copyright © 2016 Jan Hofer Wenaas.

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ISBN: 978-1-4624-1173-3 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4624-1174-0 (e)

Inspiring Voices rev. date: 1/12/2016
CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62

This book is dedicated first and foremost to the Lord Jesus Christ. In addition, my husband, Mark, and my children and grandchildren have supported my dream to be an author. Finally I would like to thank my friends Gina Thomas and Gail Thurston who gave me the inspiration and encouragement to believe in myself.
CHAPTER 1
MAY 1969. Janie Bishop had just ran her fastest time in the 100 yard dash. A junior at Lewistown High, she was competing against three seniors and two other juniors and managed to win her heat at 11 seconds. Her legs ached from her efforts but she didn't mind her physical discomfort. Her mind was reeling. She had a chance to win at State!
Spring in Montana can be challenging. The average temperature is usually in the 60's but today was chillier than normal with a high of 57 degrees. The sky was blue with very few clouds and the winds calm which was unusual in Montana.
"Janie, that was a great race!", Linda squealed.
"I think the cool weather helped," Jan smiled. Linda was her best friend forever. They had been inseparable since kindergarten and were so close that they could complete each other's sentences. Linda wasn't athletic like her friend. She liked to watch sports but didn't like to work out. She was the team recorder.
People who knew them often called them Mutt and Jeff with their remarkable contrast in appearance. Janie was tall and lithe, 5'7", with long wavy blond hair and blue eyes. Linda was short and stocky, 5'2" red haired, freckled and brown eyed.
Even though they had many casual friends, the two spent all of their spare time together. Linda was more outgoing than Janie. Since their freshman year both had volunteered to help with crafts at the local retirement home. They helped teach Sunday School at New Hope Assembly of God and in the summer helped at Glacier Bible camp for a couple of weeks in July.
"Can you go for a milk shake with me at the soda fountain at Josh's drug store?" Linda asked.
"It sounds fun. It would be nice to see my bro but I need to get home. Mom hasn't been feeling well lately and she had a doctor's appointment today. I'm kinda worried about her."
"Sure, maybe we can go after practice tomorrow. See ya Janie."
Janie walked into the kitchen to find her Mom sitting and staring into space and seemingly unaware of anything around her. What seemed particularly odd was that the dryer was beeping and water boiling on the stove and Mom didn't even seem to notice.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"Oh honey, I guess my mind is on other things. I'm sorry. Did you have a good day at school?" Even though Janie tried to tell her about the upcoming weekend track meet, Janie knew her Mom wasn't really listening.
"Did you go to the doctor today?"
"Janie, I guess I'm just tired. Can you please set the table. Supper is ready and your dad should be home soon."
Janie realized her mom hadn't answered her question but knew that it was best to do what she was told. Her mom would tell her when she was good and ready.
Over a wholesome supper of beef roast, potatoes and carrots, Janie's mom and dad didn't talk like usual but just sat slowly eating. Usually the evening meal was a time of laughter and catching up on the latest news but tonight her mom and dad were lost in their own thoughts. When she was little her big brothers kept the evening meal lively. Josh and Jacob loved to tease her and often joked with her at her expense. She remembered one time when they had put a garter snake on her chair. Her mom and dad didn't know what to think when Janie let out a blood curdling yell as the garter snake tried to slither down to the floor. Josh and Jake were laughing so hard that tears were streaming down their cheeks. Marilyn, Janie's mom, liked snakes as much as Janie and quickly ordered the boys to get that blasted snake out of the house.
"Mom, I forgot to tell you. Josh called last night. He wants to take Mary to the movies tomorrow night. He wants me to babysit the twins. I hope that's okay."
"Oh, sure honey since tomorrow is Friday, that's fine. It's hard to believe that Dean and Dennis are going to be 3 in a few weeks. Did he mention a birthday party for them when you talked to him?
"No, but I can ask him when I see him."
"Oh, I can talk to him too. I'm thinking of having everyone over for dinner after church on Sunday. We can discuss it then. Jake and Joyce are so busy with teaching during the week. I'm sure they'll be glad not to have to cook. I'm thinking of cooking up that turkey I got on sale a few weeks ago. What do you think about having company James?
"I think that's a good idea. I can help with anything you need sweetheart."
Janie looked quickly at her dad. This was a surprise. She loved her dad dearly but he was not one to offer to help around the kitchen. He was a mechanic for one of the dealerships in town and loved working on anything mechanical but he was usually at a loss in the cooking department. Mom often teased him that he couldn't even boil water but he took the teasing in stride and would come back with a retort like "But I can make a pretty mean piece of toast."
That night after Janie went to bed she heard her Mom sobbing and talking to her dad. She crept downstairs and knelt beside their bedroom door.
"James, what are we to do? I can't believe that this is happening. I'm only 50---I can't have cancer. I have too much living to do. I want to see Janie graduate, get married and have kids. We have trips to go on. We have memories to make."
Janie could hear her mom's muffled cries. Her dad didn't say anything but she could hear him sobbing, like a young orphaned calf bleating in the night. His cries of despair were more than Janie could bear. In her whole life she remembered him crying only once - when his mother, Grandma Rose died. Janie was ten years old when her grandma passed away. This was the first death and funeral she had experienced. Even though everyone was sad she remembered her dad saying that he was glad that his mom was finally free from pain and at home with the Lord.
Janie's stomach was in a tight knot. She so badly wanted to run into her parents' bedroom, sit on mom's lap and be told that it was just a bad dream. Janie was angry at God. How could he allow this terrible thing to happen? Her mom was still so young. She had so much to live for.
She is supposed to be there for me when I graduate. I have always dreamed about mom helping me plan my wedding! This is just so unfair! I need her! Oh Lord I know I need to trust in you. You promised that all things work for good for those who love you. Please heal my mom and Lord please help me too.
Her feet were numb beneath her. She had been kneeling so long that her feet felt like needles were pricking them. She looked at her watch and was surprised to see that it was past midnight. While praying for her mom, she must have fallen asleep on the floor. She quietly got up and crept back to bed and fell into a troubled sleep.
CHAPTER 2
Friday morning Janie had a hard time waking up. "Janie, you better hurry or you'll be late for school", her mom called up the stairs.
Janie groggily opened her eyes. " Was last night a nightmare ?" she wondered to herself. Looking at the alarm clock on her bedside stand, she hurriedly jumped up. " Mom's right, I better get g oing.
Coming down for breakfast, Janie hesitated to look at her mom. She stealed a look at her mom while chomping down on a piece of toast. Scrutinizing her mom, she didn't think she looked any different. " Maybe it isn't so bad after all."
"Mom, remember the track meet tonight after school. Are you going to be there?"
"Absolutely.