I had heard from several folks that the book “Heaven is for Real” by Todd Burpo, was an awesome book. and that I needed to read it. I am rarely moved to immediately buy a book when someone says this, as my stack of “to reads” is many. The way I choose the next book to be read usually goes like this: It’s the middle of the night, my husband is asleep, I flip on the light and say, “Close your eyes, I’m looking for a book.” I then go through several and wait for one to speak to me. After that, I am the books and the book is mine.
I had finished reading “90 Minutes in Heaven” by Don Piper. The message and info were good, but, in my opinion, the book did not flow very well. That was a “read” struggle for me. But a book, like a person, is placed in your hands for a time in your life because you need it. Maybe for yourself or maybe to help someone else. Maybe to solve a question or a problem or to simply make you laugh. But, I finally decided it was time for “Heaven is for Real”. Putting on my skeptical face, I started the book. I was immediately taken in and just ate the book up in a couple of readings. It made me laugh, think, and cry. But mostly, it made me relive a crisis in our young married life.
In the book, Colton, the little boy who visited heaven, only relayed small bits of information at a time about his visit there. His parents did not force it, but listened when he did recall things to help him and them process it. One such conversation was when he told his mother he knew he had two sisters, not one. He knew that he had a sister in heaven that had died in her tummy. And here is the conversation that followed:
Colton ~ “ It’s okay, Mommy. She’s okay. God adopted her.” Mom ~ “Don’t you mean Jesus adopted her? Colton ~ “No, Mommy. His Dad did.” At this point the mom realizes her son just said SHE, and that they had a daughter in heaven. Colton went on to describe who she looked like. And then he said, “She doesn’t have a name. You guys didn’t name her.” The mom is thinking, ‘How could he know THAT?’ Mom ~ “You are right, Colton. We didn’t even know she was a she.” Colton replied, “ Yeah, she said she just can’t wait for you and Daddy to get to heaven.”
Twenty-seven years ago, we lost a baby to a miscarriage. Raegan was the name we had chosen for our little girl. And I just kept reading the above passage over and over and saying to myself, “but our little girl has a name and she is waiting ever so patiently for us.”
Yes, I highly recommend this book. It makes you kinda homesick for a place you’ve never been. While I am in no hurry to get to heaven, when my day does arrive, I will be thrilled knowing who is waiting there for me. And I truly believe that Heaven is for Real.