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Heaven is for Real, My movie review

 

                       Heaven is for Real

                             My movie review


I saw this movie back when it was first released in the cinemas in 2014. I first read the book a couple of year before that and said that, “If this book was ever made into a movie I want to definitely see it.” The book has been loaned out to so many of my family and friends and now so has the video of it. Some of the family and friends that read the book just had to reread it before they would hand it back to me to hand on to the next person waiting in line to read it.

The book is a true story and the movie is based on the true story. I found that there were only a couple of details left out in the movie but the rest of the movie was very much as the book was written.

After reading the book and watching the movie there is no doubt in my mind if there ever was any doubt that heaven does exist.  For how can a 4 year old know all these details? Just as the father is says in the movie. You have to watch it to find out what the child says he saw while in heaven to his parents, because I do not want to give away any spoiler alerts, it really is just amazing.

This movie and book are inspirational, I am not a reader I would rather watch a movie than read a book. I can count the books I have read on one hand, quite literally. The book is a very easy read and you can fly through it as my Hubby did within 2 days. I can definitely recommend this book and movie, it is a must see for the whole family. I give them both my 5 star rating. 

 I pray that Abba Father will bless you all abundantly today in whatever you do and wherever you go. May the Abba Father bless you in your coming and your going. May He also bless you with His Shalom peace that surpasses all our understanding.

In Jesus name I pray, Hallelujah and Amen.







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