Frederick Buechner's Listening to Your Life

I've written before about Buechner and how much I love his work.  See here and here for some thoughts on his Godric, which rocked my world.

I also love this book of daily meditations, pieces and excerpts from his life of writing (compiled by George Connor, who has significant ties to my university).  If you are a Christian (or perhaps even if you're not), you should get to know Buechner, and this book is a great introduction to him.  Today's piece (entitled "The Theologian and the Poet") was so thought-provoking that I felt compelled to post it here.  Enjoy!

At its heart most theology, like most fiction, is essentially autobiography.  Aquinas, Calvin, Barth, Tillich, working out their systems in their own ways and in their own languages, are all telling us the stories of their lives, and if you press them far enough, even at their most cerebral and forbidding, you find an experience of flesh and blood, a human face smiling or frowning or weeping or covering its eyes before something that happened once.  What happened once may be no more than a child falling sick, a thunderstorm, a dream, and yet it made for the face and inside the face a difference which no theology can ever entirely convey or entirely conceal.  But for the theologian, it would seem, what happened once, the experience of flesh and blood that may lie at the root of the idea, never appears substantial enough to verify the idea, or at least by his nature the theologian chooses to set forth the idea in another language and to argue for its validity on another basis, and thus between the idea and the experience a great deal intervenes.  But there is another class of men - at their best they are poets, at their worst artful dodgers - for whom the idea and the experience, the idea and the image, remain inseparable, and it is somewhere in this class that I belong.  That is to say, I cannot talk about God or sin or grace, for example, without at the same time talking about those parts of my own experience where these ideas became compelling and real.

So true, I think.  For me at least.  What do you think?  Can the idea be separated from the experience?  Do these connections that Buechner refers to strengthen the theology or weaken it, in your opinion?