The man is an idiot. His new book was reviewed in the Dallas Morning News today. In it, he relates a story about God enabling him and his wife to get a bigger, nicer house than they could afford early on in ministry. It was an expensive, beautiful home. Isn't that lovely? The same week the death count reaches 70,000 in Darfur, Joel Osteen wants you to know that God wants you to have a bigger, nicer house. This country (and quite likely the church in this country) has lost its soul. And its conscience.
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