Our selection of books on the family bookshelf was limited when I was growing up. The books we did have were well loved and read multiple times.
We had most of the books by Christmas Carol Kauffman. Her books were Christian fiction, based on real life accounts of people who often had very difficult lives.
Most of her books are not feel good books, and the endings aren't necessarily satisfying, but because our reading options were limited I still read them often.
Hidden Rainbow was one of my favorites by her. It told the account of a young family finding their Saviour and subsequently having their entire life turned upside down. They finally fled to America for freedom to worship the God they loved.
Search to Belong .... Davy, a little boy who was removed from his mother shortly after he was born and was given a home by a lovely family. He was reunited with his mother in the end.
For One Moment ..... A heavy book following a young man's tumultuous life growing up and then being a part of Hitler's regime. He changed his views on that awful leader, and finally moved to America.
Lucy Winchester ...... I never could see how one woman could possibly bear so much heartache. I hated the ending, but still read the book several times a year.
Light from Heaven ... I first read this book when I was around ten or eleven. I despised Joseph Armstrong's father then, and as I have grown older, I think I loathe him even more. The only redeeming quality about this book is Joseph's mother was a really devout Christian, and through her prayers and shining example Joseph grew up to be a fine young man without the bitterness that could easily, and might I say almost rightfully have come due to his awful father.
Unspoken Love .... Again, another less than heartwarming book. I shed many tears over the ending when the main character died just when I thought things might finally get better for him.
I really don't know why these books are so popular among Amish and Mennonite homes. I feel a certain loyalty towards them because I grew up reading them so often, but even though they are part of our family library I have no desire to read them again.