I'm reminded of the dangers of intellectualism too removed from the here and now.  Intellectualism in service of itself, or in service to the ego of the intellect. 

Intellectuals should also smell normally like sheep.

The intellect should be used principally to serve, inflame, or refine our charity...truth and love both come from God, and they both should serve Him.

More spiritual growth can reliably come about from a properly-intended,  and briskly-done cleaning out of one's closet - abandoning oneself in conversation with God, than in ruminating about abstractions  largely distant from the love of God. 

I am reminded of an observation about Unitarians: they'd rather talk about the features of heaven than enter into it.