I love to read.
And this year reading was a challenge.
It was hard to focus and get sucked into the pages because, for the first time in my life, I liked what was happening in my own life better than what was happening in the world of books.
Who knew that was possible?
Instead of spending every free second reading about other people living their lives, I was actually living mine. And it was wonderful and hard and beautiful and excruciating, and I would choose every second all over again to see God the way I do today and to get to know and love (and be known and loved by) the extraordinary people in my life.
Anyway, here are the books I did read. (And, minus the top five, these are in no order whatsoever).
“If you don’t like to read, you haven’t found the right book.”