I have read much of Lewis before, but reading selections of his writing in the manner laid out by Kreeft, reminded me of Lewis’ significance in my life, even from childhood. It reminded me, with each punch of insight and wisdom, how I owe much of my Christian faith and its endurance over the years to the longing I “caught” from hearing my mom read us kids The Chronicles of Narnia. It sent me out into the world with a gut-level hunch of the truth of magic, heaven, and eternity, in the face of which materialism sounds tinny, hollow, and lackluster.