It’s satire, and I’m increasingly of the mind that satirists like this author should locked in the pillory on the public square and pelted with rocks and garbage.
What makes it so funny is it comes so close to capturing truth, based on Osteen’s true marketing prowess, his mega wealth, mega villa and grounds and mega possessions, on wings of prayers to the little people, all the way to the bank on Monday. Book sales are Mega gravy.
I laughed anyway.