I just finished reading Marilyn Robinson’s latest book, When I Was a Child I Read Books. It’s a collection of essays, each, no more than ten to twenty pages long. Robinson is the Pulitzer Prize winning author of Housekeeping, as well as Gilead and the insightful The Death of Adam a book that frames Calvin better than most theologians. Robinson’s books are always gifts. They invite you into conversations that have become rare. Her writing stimulates the mind and imagination. She is rooted deeply in place, Christian tradition and literary history. Reading an essay is to enter, like a parched traveller, a table spread with rich conversation to drink again when it seemed such moments had been lost long ago in the mirage of digital bites.