You don’t necessarily have to doubt Colton; I’m sure he’s sincere. Whom you can very reasonably doubt is his father, Todd Burpo - the book’s author.
Quite a lot of that book was about, if you notice, Todd and his ‘‘ministry,’’ rather than about the experience of the boy. Even more significantly, every experience of Colton has been filtered through Todd twice: first in his experiences of conversations with Colton, and then in the book itself.
This is significant for two reasons: the first is that you’re getting a hear-say account from a man who describes himself as ‘‘a storyteller’’ (14). The second is that memories of the very young are fluid; they are easily influenced. Many times in the book, Todd describes being completely floored by something Colton said, when it would - if a different kid said them - be given very little significance. It’s Tod that both gives significance and interpretation to Colton’s reported words. The significance that Todd gives to the words could then easily influence Colton’s memory of the experience. The sequence would be: Colton says something; Todd interprets it and explains this interpretation to Colton; Colton naturally synthesizes Todd’s interpretation into his memory.
I’m not saying nothing happened; I’m not even saying that Colton didn’t have a mystical experience. I cannot say. What I can say is that there are severe problems with trusting a secondhand account published seven years after the event by a man who is receiving profit from royalties from both book and movie, and who is both interpreter and reporter of the words of a four-year-old.