MacDonald is a fascinating man. C.S. Lewis said he never wrote a book that was not influenced by him. He was raised in the Scottish Calvinist tradition, but deeply rejected it in favor of, well, Jesus. He was never a Catholic, but was so deeply holy and good a man that an awful lot of the Holy Spirit filled him with an awful lot of Catholic imagination. Most interesting to me is the way in which a curious Marian piety filled his heart though his mind never articulated it as such. Every time he depicts God or the holy, it is *always* in feminine terms. I’m re-reading At the Back of the North Wind right now. Such a beautiful piece of work. His Princess stories are a joy too, not to mention Phantastes, the book that baptized Lewis’ imagination and showed him holiness for the first time. And don’t forget the The Wise Woman.