Other than the Bible, there is only one book that I return to time and time again and that is How Far to Bethlehem by Norah Lofts.
This is one of the few books that I never returned to it’s original owner, Auntie Mai. I didn’t mean to steal it but I every Christmas I would read it again and then promise myself that I’d give it back to her at the New Year only to finish it and put it back on the shelf to wait for me until the following holiday.
This is a historical novel that was originally published in the 1960s. Lofts lovingly and beautifully tells the Nativity Story in such a way that the participants of this greatest story on earth become our friends who graciously invite us to join them in their journey to Bethlehem.
If you are having a hard time finding the Christmas spirit this year, then I recommend that you read this book and remind yourself that WHO we are celebrating is so much more important than how we are celebrating.