Dear Bryan Davis,
I want to thank you for all the books you have written, especially the Dragons in Our Midst series. I’m sure you’ve heard this a lot, but they have really strengthened my faith in the Father. About half way through the series when I turned 16, I am currently 17, I got depression. And when I saw people such as Bonnie and Sapphira Adi it gave my hope and reassured me that God is always near, even if they are fictional characters they made a great impact in my spirit life.
But what I really want to thank you for was for saving my life I was already saved, I accepted Christ when I was two or so, but on Friday February 12th my family and I were apart of a car accident. We had left Post Falls, Idaho the other day and were heading to southern California for my older cousin’s wedding on Saturday, we had driven all night, my mother and father taking turns driving while my brother and I slept. Around 7:30 Pacific time, 8:30 mountain time, we were on a freeway in Utah, the i-5 I believe, and a double long semi truck tried to swing a U-turn through the path in the median that the police use for emergencies. He apparently didn’t see us and so looked his breaks when he tried to turn, he fishtailed and blocked both lanes and part of the median. My father started shout and my mother woke up just long enough to see what was going to happen and yelled ‘oh God!’ We had been going about 80,the speed limit for that freeway, and slowed down to about 35 in a 100 feet or so. We collided with the semi then slid into the median, which, praise the Father Above, was not deep but very long. I can remember people screaming but was not conscious enough to registered what happened until I looked at our windshield after it happened. I had gotten the wind nocked out of me but my stomach was also becoming very blotted, I could tell without anyone saying anything that I ha major internal bleeding. The ambulances arrived, I was told as I was just completely out of it, within tem minutes, which was really good considering we wee out in the middle of nowhere. I was the first one to get taken into the ambulance; I don’t remember much, not even the pain, but I do remember that my only thoughts were on the Father Above. I remember telling Him that if it was my time to die I was ready but I wanted my other family members to live and be okay, but if I was to live I knew that He a greater purpose for my life. I as in constant prayer nd song; my father came with me in the ambulance as pretty mush fine, and sang Amazing Grace as I sung Blessings by Lora Story in my head.
We reached the first hospital in a few minutes but they almost immediately transferred me to a different hospital as they di not have the equipment to treat me. My father after making sure that my brother was going to be okay he came with me again. He, my brother, only suffered a large cut on the forehead and a slight concussion thank God. It took about 30 minutes to reach the next hospital, the Intermountain Heatlthcare Hospital in Proveo Utah, and by the time I got there I was whiter than a bed sheet, my blood pressure was down at 44 or something near there, and my stomach was incredibly hard and blotted. All of the nurses and the doctor I had, who apparently is not easily panicked, were all in a panic, the were terrified that they’d loose me. But within the hour of e getting to that hospital the color returned to my face, my blood pressure went back up to a stable zone, and my stomach softened and the blottedness all but went away. None of the doctors or nurses can explain this, but I know that it was the hand, a miracle of God.
After several x-rays and there’s they found n internal bleeding, only a fractured verabre on lower back. I have been making an excellent recovery and had surgery done Monday the 15, which went well. My father suffered nothing major outside of a few bruises and some tenderness. My mother, however, suffered a broken hip, the femur went through the pelvis in the accident. She had surgery on it Saturday the 13th. We are both doing better and can walk a bit now, mind you with help.
After my father observed the car he found that the pin holding the backseat to the car had broken away on my brother’s side and everything had swung with me at the vertex taking most of the weight. He also looked at the truck and saw that the trailers were not the normal trailers, they had metal boxes that came down from the bottom of the trailer. Had that not been there the car would have slid underneath the trailer and killed my mother and brother at lest. The car is completely totaled, though we did managed to salvage all of our luggage from it, and our lives.
When I look back at what happened I see just how much God loves us and protects us. He saved my life twice in one day. I’m not sure if I would be living and breathing today had I not read Dragons in Our Midst series an it sharpen my faith. Iron sharpens iron and your books had sharpened my faith. I’m sorry if this is a poorly written letter but I am laying down with strict bed rest and it’s 1:11 mountain time, though because of the surgery I slept a lot during the day. But I wanted you to know that you probably, literally, save a life through your books. I must ask a favor though…I know that you and I don’t really know each other, we met twice before when you came to my school North Idaho Christian School, but if you could pray for my family. For our healing and for my father to continue to keep a cool, straight head. Thank you for reading this ridiculously long letter and God speed on your next book.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”