I‘d heard a bit of the story and for quite some time wanted to get my hands on a copy of Heaven is for Real. When I finally did a couple of weeks ago, I finished the book in a couple of days. It was just that good.

A five days overdue emergency appendectomy nearly took the life of Colton Burpo, a precious little boy just four years old at the time. As the months went by after his recovery, Colton’s parents began to discover that something astounding happened in those heart-wrenching moments when they nearly lost their son: Colton had an experience of heaven.

What would seem like a far-fetched tale was consistently (and incredibly) validated by many facts, including Colton’s knowledge of what was happening in other parts of the hospital while he was on the operating table, as well as events which took place before he was born.

Being a bit academically-wired by nature, this simple story, told from the point of view of Colton’s Pastor-Dad, challenged me to let go of the bother I have for the difficulty of reconciling what heaven could be like inside my finite mind. I sometimes don’t like thinking about heaven because I don’t know what to think. But if we’re willing to believe that heaven is absolutely worth thinking about, dreaming about, and looking forward to with great hope and anticipation, this belief will more accurately frame our understanding of our lives here and now — temporary, finite shadows of that glory which is to come.

{And won’t that change the way we live?}

I just thought I’d take a moment to let you know I loved this book in case you haven’t read it already, (thank you, Alison Dameron for letting me borrow it) and if you’re looking for some good reading and some great inspiration, grab a copy and dig in. {Here’s an Amazon link just in case: Heaven is for Real } I might read it one more time before I return it — it has just given me so much to think about.