I am not usually comfortable being snarky and cynical, but I've always felt that all of these books about visits to heaven were just a bit too...Oprah-y. (I know, it's not an adjective, but you all know what I mean, don't you?) There's no requirements for entrance, everybody gets in, everything glows, smells good, and angels are singing. Congrats, partially-dead kid, you and Jesus are walking around Yankee Candle.
So when a confession/retraction like the one released yesterday goes public, it does my heart good. Not only because my cynicism is rewarded, but because the sufficiency of the Scriptures is confirmed.
In case you need a palate cleanser from my cynicism, here David Platt addresses these books in a proper pastoral tone:
And in case you wanted just a bit more cynicism, here's this: