Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy’s Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back
“Do you remember the hospital, Colton?” Sonja said. “Yes, mommy, I remember,” he said. “That’s where the angels sang to me.”
When Colton Burpo made it through an emergency appendectomy, his family was overjoyed at his miraculous survival. What they weren’t expecting, though, was the story that emerged in the months that followed–a story as beautiful as it was extraordinary, detailing their little boy’s trip to heaven and back.
Colton, not yet four years old, told his parents he left his body during the surgery-and authenticated that claim by describing exactly what his parents were doing in another part of the hospital while he was being operated on. He talked of visiting heaven and relayed stories told to him by people he met there whom he had never met in life, sharing events that happened even before he was born. He also astonished his parents with descriptions and obscure details about heaven that matched the Bible exactly, though he had not yet learned to read.
With disarming innocence and the plainspoken boldness of a child, Colton tells of meeting long-departed family members. He describes Jesus, the angels, how “really, really big” God is, and how much God loves us. Retold by his father, but using Colton’s uniquely simple words, “Heaven Is for Real” offers a glimpse of the world that awaits us, where as Colton says, “Nobody is old and nobody wears glasses.”
“Heaven Is for Real” will forever change the way you think of eternity, offering the chance to see, and believe, like a child.
5 Alien Stars
Heaven Is For Real…right? I’ve never questioned if heaven is real before, but so many others do. Regardless, this is my thoughts, my heart on Heaven Is For Real.
So, here’s the background: Before I read the book…Two years, while stuck in yet another airport, (I have terrible luck when it comes to catching my scheduled flight) I decided to check out their book store. I came across Heaven Is For Real, picked the book up and bought it. Afterward I had that, ‘I did a good thing’ feeling. You know, like when you offer an elderly man/woman your seat in a seatless room. Anyway, so I grabbed the book but didn’t end up reading it. When I got home, I tossed the paperback on my coffee table and forgot about it. Well, not really….do you ever get a feeling that someone is watching you? Well, that’s how I felt every time I looked at this book, just sitting on my coffee table. I wanted to read it, only I did’t want to go there. But I had this nagging feeling in the back of my mind telling me I really needed to read this book. However, I continued to ignore the silly voice in my head. So, the book continued to sit.
A week ago (now two weeks because I suck at writing reviews and blogging) I learned this book was coming to the big screen! I watched the trailer and instant goosebumps formed on my arms. Seriously. No joke. I chatted with a few friends who’d read the book and they all said, “Oh, you’re going to love it. It’s a super fast read. You’ll finish it in one evening.”
Still didn’t read the book.
During the read: So, it’s Easter weekend, my favorite holiday and I decided to buy tickets to watch Heaven Is For Real. Yup, it’s so gonna happen, and that’s what I did. I booked our tickets for Sunday evening and figured I’d sit down and read. So, third page into the prologue and my eyes are watering. I continued reading and the next thing I knew, I’d read over half the book. Yeah, I guess you could say I was hooked.
Below I quoted a couple of my favorite parts:
“I think God knows where he puts our children, in each family,” Mrs. Kramarik said. I remembered what Jesus told his disciples one day when they were trying to keep some kids from ‘bothering’ him: “Let the little children come to me.” I made a mental note for future sermons: Akianie’s story showed that God can reach anyone, anywhere, at any age—even a preschool girl in a home where his name had never been spoken.
“You said you went to heaven. People have to die to go to heaven.”
Colton’s gaze didn’t waver. “Well, okay then, I died. But just for a little bit.” My heart skipped a beat. If you haven’t heard your preschooler tell you he was dead, I don’t recommend it.
I’ve already said I cried while reading Heaven Is For Real, but I laughed, too…and then freaking cried again, and sometimes while laughing.
Skeptics, or people who’ve been ‘turned off’ from God may look at this book/review and think: Yeah, good try. This is simply another persons attempt to make me feel guilty for one reason or another. God isn’t about guilt or hate or any other assortment of inadequacies. God is love.
Heaven Is For Real is a great representation of how much you are loved. Pointing fingers or accusations from family or friends is wrong. No one is out of His reach. No one person has the ability to take His grace away from you. No one is perfect, but His love, kindness, and forgiveness is.
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. ~2 Corinthians 1:3