In AD 33, after the First Easter, there were only 120 Christians in the world. Yet by AD 300 it has been estimated that there were about six million, or about ten per cent of the population of the Roman Empire. This dramatic growth continued so that by the mid 300's Christian numbers had swelled so that about one in every two person was a church member.

Holocaust literature is an overburdened realm. The moral freight that accompanies even the slightest efforts in this genre can sit heavily with reviewers and readers alike and has resulted in the honouring of some rather lightweight novels purely on the basis of their subject matter.

If the Gospel of John is the most enigmatic among the four gospels, then the Johannine letters certainly do not let the side down. Issues of context such as who was the recipient of the letters, and what were their purpose remain tantalizingly unclear.

James Bohan is an attorney who hopes to stimulate a re-evaluation of abortion in American society, where one and a half million abortions occur each year. His book has two parts, the first deals with the way we think about abortion in order to establish that ‘the unborn are living human beings’ who have a right to life.

The world of family with its mundane dramas and its ordinary victories is sometimes perceived as the domain of light or lesser fiction. Important literature calls for a broader scope and greater passions than the familial. Minutiae, it seems, is the enemy of literary excellence. This attitude to literature is particularly irksome to Canadian novelist, Carol Shields. A writer of ten novels and a collection of plays, short stories and poetry anthologies, she has often been relegated to the sunny end of fiction. Her latest, and probably last, novel Unless takes issue with this criticism of miniaturists and particularly the exclusion of women writers from major collections.

I wonder what response there would have been had Harper Lee written a second novel. Would the grace and simple brilliance of To Kill A Mockingbird have hampered the success of anything further. What else could live up to that high standard? Or perhaps the driving success of her first novel would carry her second along. But such suggestions are merely speculative. She never wrote another book.

In 578 AD a monk named John Moschos travelled throughout the Byzantine Empire to determine the health of the Christian faith. His travelogue was called The Spiritual Meadow. In 1994, some fourteen centuries after John Moschos began his journey, Scottish travel writer William Dalrymple set out on a similar trip. Following in the monk’s footsteps as closely as possible, Dalrymple spent several months travelling through the Mediterranean and the Middle East. His journey – which began in a monastery in Greece – took him through Turkey, Syria, Lebanon, Israel and Egypt.

David Marr is one of Sydney’s best known and highly acclaimed journalists. The High Price of Heaven is a collection of a dozen essays mainly based on his recent newspaper features, and loosely connected by their common criticism of the Christian churches.