Moody Press,U.S. Number of pages: 150 Language: English (Original Language) Language: English (Unknown) Language: English (Published)

RRP: £10.93
Self-indulgent claptrap
Review date: 2003-11-08 Rating: 2 out of 10

...I bought this book for a relative who had lost her husband. The gift was recieved graciously, and it did provide some solace to her. However, whilst round her house, I enquired if I could borrow it as the title intrigued me.

I would consider myself a person whos beliefs are firmly grounded in the christian religion, but I just felt that the whole book was a moneyspinning farce by someone who would not be out of place on a cable TV show asking for people to phone up and make huge donations in the name of the lord. I was ashamed to have given her the book to read, and cannot imagine if it had somehow skewed her once-rational perception of life and death.

Nobody can tell you what will happen after you die. That you believe in a heaven, nirvana, or nothing at all is something within. You could be right, you could be wrong. When you die though, whatever you believe in doesn't matter. What the book does is take advantage of a person in their grief to enforce an opinion on them in their emotionally fragile state.

The author's subject is poorly researched, and much of it is down to personal opinion or hearsay. Of course, there will be those who will find solace and comfort through troubled times within the pages, and that is a positive aspect to the book that I will acknowledge, but I would imagine that many people seeking for the one true answer to a question that has been an enigma to mankind ever since life began will not find it here in this book.

I'm sure many people will disagree with my opinion of this book, but this is intended to be an objective criticism of a book, and not designed to contradict anyone's religious or moral standing.