This book is about the salvation of the world; it is about the Christian life in modern society. It ought therefore to have been written by a clergyman, because they are supposed to know about salvation, and the way thither. If they do not see that the Christian life of the man-in-the-pew is the light of the world, it is indeed unfortunate. But none of them saw fit to write it. I wrote it, because it was better this book, than none at all.
So the book is an account of a spiritual adventure, because that is what the Christian life is. The language of personal experience has been distilled into the language of analytical theory; rather than reminisce, I preferred to describe the intangible or spiritual world as I found it to be. But it remains an account of personal experience. So what the book lacks in background, I hope it makes up for in authenticity.
I describe a journey in search of an indwelling between people. It does not matter why I began; what matters now that the adventure has been over for many years is that an indwelling between people is the obvious complement and counterpart to Christ's cross and passion. By his glorious death and resurrection, he reconciled us with the Father; he enabled us, indeed commanded us, to have an indwelling with the Father and with his risen self. Is it not obvious that we, his followers, ought to have an indwelling with one another; even though a human soul is only likely to meet a small handful of people during a lifetime with whom a wise person would dare to share his spirit?
Many people may have found an indwelling with another. Many people may have attempted to reconcile God and a wife, a problem I discuss at great length, and may even have succeeded. I attempted nothing new; indeed I did….