Collin and very pregnant Amy have traveled across the country on what looks like the straightest route. It’s straight, alright—straight into the mountains.
Edith and her husband, the local pastor, run a bed and breakfast out of their big old home. Usually Edith closes down during the holidays so the house can be filled with their own sizable brood. But, this year no one is coming home. Faced with the prospect of a quiet Christmas, Edith takes her husband’s mid-week sermon about hospitality to heart.
By the time Christmas arrives the house if filled with an odd (extremely odd) collection of characters. The town is in an uproar. And, Edith isn’t sure she’ll survive the chaos.
This is a delightful story that reminds the reader that faith in Christ should lead to reaching out to others in need. It’s also a reminder that angels don’t always have wings or a pleasant demeanor. Melody Carlson has become one of my go-to authors when I want something that will challenge my faith walk and yet still make me feel good.
I always look forward to reading The Christmas Bus and sometimes read it twice during the season.
