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On June 19, 2001, Ryan Corbin, grandson of Pat Boone, accidently stepped through a skylight and fell three stories onto a cement floor. When he broke through that roof, Ryan fell into a very different life from the one he had before as the beloved son of Lindy Boone Michaelis and first grandson of entertainment icon Pat Boone. As Ryan lingered between life and death in intensive care at UCLA Medical Center, Pat and Lindy decided to take action, in a big way; they went on Larry King Live, shared their faith, and ...
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On June 19, 2001, Ryan Corbin, grandson of Pat Boone, accidently stepped through a skylight and fell three stories onto a cement floor. When he broke through that roof, Ryan fell into a very different life from the one he had before as the beloved son of Lindy Boone Michaelis and first grandson of entertainment icon Pat Boone. As Ryan lingered between life and death in intensive care at UCLA Medical Center, Pat and Lindy decided to take action, in a big way; they went on Larry King Live, shared their faith, and asked millions of TV viewers to pray for Ryan. And so, they prayed. Heaven Hears is an unbelievable story of answered prayer—and it’s not over yet. This book will inspire you to look for answers to prayer and to see God’s miracles.
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"I couldn't put this book down. It's a story of undying love, raw despair, unwavering hope, and faith so strong that it refuses to weaken."
- Stormie Omartian
Best-selling author of The Power of a Praying Wife

"This is a wonderful book. I am proud to have played a small part in this incredible story of love and recovery. It is a must for your library."
-Larry King

"Heaven Hears stands as a beautiful, truthful, grace-filled testimony to the power of simple-yet-unrelenting prayer and faith in God's love and his healing promises."
-Jack Hayford
Chancellor of The King's University-Los Angeles and founding pastor of The Church On The Way

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781414385839
  • Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers
  • Publication date: 4/19/2013
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 281,997
  • File size: 2 MB

Meet the Author


Lindy Boone Michaelis was born into an entertainment environment as the second daughter of singer/entertainer Pat Boone and grew up in Beverly Hills, California. She and her family toured all over the U.S. and internationally. The Boone Girls recorded several Christian albums, including the Grammy award nominated "First Class." Lindy is wife to Mike and mother to Ryan, Jessica, and Tyler. On June 19, 2001, Lindy's life changed forever. Her oldest son Ryan stepped through a skylight on the roof of his apartment building and fell three stories to the concrete below. For the last 10 years she has learned a lot about traumatic brain injury (TBI) as well as understanding the faithfulness of God during our deepest need. The Boone family started a foundation in Ryan's name, called Ryan's Reach, to help survivors of brain injury and their families.
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HEAVEN HEARS

THE TRUE STORY OF WHAT HAPPENED WHEN PAT BOONE ASKED THE WORLD TO PRAY FOR HIS GRANDSON'S SURVIVAL


By LINDY BOONE MICHAELIS, Susy Flory

TYNDALE HOUSE PUBLISHERS, INC.

Copyright © 2013Lindy Boone Michaelis
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4143-8324-8


Excerpt

CHAPTER 1

THROUGH THE SKYLIGHT

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.

PIERRE TEILHARD DE CHARDIN


Ryan and his roommates were always on a quest to look good. After all, they were young guys living in LA and hoping to make it in the entertainment business. Even though the dangers of skin cancer were well known by 2001, a golden tan was still status quo in Southern California. In that way, I think Ryan took after me and his grandfather Pat.

The problem with his quest for the perfect tan was that Ryan lived in an old stucco Brentwood apartment building far from the beach. He did have access to a swimming pool next door, but the apartment buildings on Dorothy Street were built around central courtyards, almost like a picture frame, and the sun's rays didn't last long before they passed into shadow.

In the middle of Ryan's building was a garden with concrete pathways. Framed around it were three stories of apartments. The front door of each apartment opened up to a walkway that ran around the inside of the frame. Instead of a metal railing, each walkway was bordered by a three-and-a-half-foot concrete wall on the courtyard side. Ryan and his roommates lived on the second floor in apartment 208. On the third floor was a stairway that led up to a roof-access door. The building was full of young professionals, so it wasn't uncommon for people to head up to the roof to sunbathe once the sun's rays moved on from the courtyard.

One sunny June day, Ryan got home from his job at California Pizza Kitchen at about three in the afternoon; his job on a television show was on hiatus so he worked as a server at the pizza restaurant to pay the bills. Ryan changed into shorts and flip-flops, threw on a black backpack holding his keys and a few other odds and ends, grabbed a towel, and invited his two roommates to come along. Grant was playing a video game and passed, but Steve decided he could use some sun too. The two of them headed upstairs, laughing and joking about their latest get-fit-and-good-looking schemes. They climbed the stairs to the roof-access door. It was closed but unlocked. Ryan went first.

After he stepped out into the bright afternoon sun, Ryan skirted to the left around a metal railing and then turned right to walk alongside it. To his left was a skylight flush with the roof. The skylight was designed to let in fresh air and natural light to the darker nooks and crannies of the apartment walkways. But at some point, probably due to the heat of the sun or maybe even rainwater problems, the four-by-eight-foot opening had been covered with a corrugated fiberglass panel, tacked down around the edges. Over the years and with exposure to the elements, the fiberglass cover had grown brittle and faded to almost perfectly match the color, and even the texture, of the rocks and pebbles on the tar-and-gravel roof.

Ryan walked along the pathway between the metal railing on his right and the skylight on his left. The path was no more than two feet wide; Steve followed about four feet behind. Ryan was almost past the skylight when Steve saw his roommate's left foot come down on the corner. Ryan's size 14 flip-flops bridged over the corner with his toes and heel still on the roof but the middle of his foot, bearing his weight, pressed down and the fiberglass started to flex inward. His right foot was still on the roof but as the fiberglass panel began to give way, his left foot started sliding toward the middle of the skylight. There was nothing beneath to bear his weight. As his foot slid inward, his body rotated around toward Steve, and Ryan looked straight into his roommate's eyes, surprised, and fell down through the fiberglass panel. There wasn't much noise except for the cracking of the fiberglass and a few thumps. Ryan was gone.


* * *

I was dreaming of sunshine and beaches when the phone started ringing.

Where am I?

It was dark, and I was disoriented. Finally I remembered. I was on vacation with my husband, Mike, and our thirteen-year-old son, Tyler, in Málaga, Spain. We'd been at a timeshare condo for about four or five days. During the day, I worked out and enjoyed the pool while Mike and Tyler played golf. One day we'd driven our rental car to a picturesque village at the top of a narrow, winding road. On another, Tyler had tried out parasailing. We'd even talked about a day trip to Morocco.

But for now I was sound asleep after a full day of sun and seafood. So where is that ringing coming from? Mike was still asleep, so I got out of bed and bumped my way out of the bedroom toward the sound in the living room. Tyler was asleep on the sofa bed—I couldn't believe he slept through the noise.

I finally found the phone and picked it up. "Lindy, we've been trying to reach you."

It was my sister Debby. Between the late-night call and the tone of her voice, I knew I'd better brace myself. It had to be bad.

"Nobody knew the number where you were staying. It's Ryan. He's had an accident." My breath caught in my throat.

"Not a car accident. He fell when he was on the roof of his apartment building. He and Steve were going up to get some sun but Ryan somehow stepped on a skylight and it broke."

My stomach clenched into a tight ball. Time slowed and my brain felt numb. I tried to concentrate on my sister's voice.

"He's at UCLA Medical Center now, and I believe he's being operated on. Mama and Daddy are there. I stayed home to try to reach you. I finally got hold of the people staying in your house and they gave me this number."

I felt like a thirsty sponge soaking in the information but, at the same time, like I was being wrung out.

"Lindy, all I know is that he has a skull fracture and they already had to remove his spleen but I know you can live without one of those."

What am I going to do? I'm in Spain. Ryan is in California. How long before I can get to him?

Ryan had dropped us at the airport just a few days before. My warm and wonderful twenty-four-year-old son had wrapped his arms around me and bent over to give me a good-bye kiss on the cheek.

It was nice not to worry much about him anymore. He'd finally graduated from Pepperdine and landed a job as a production assistant on a TV show—maybe the first rung on the ladder toward becoming a writer for television and film. And he had just proposed to the love of his life. Ryan was ready to be a grown-up and take care of a family of his own. Now this!

It can't be happening. He has to be all right.

I have to get home.

Mike had woken up, heard my panicky voice, and wandered in to find out what was going on. Tyler, too, was now sitting up on his sofa bed. After I hung up, I told them that Ryan had had an accident and then we joined hands in that little living room and prayed, pouring out our fears to God.

As we held hands, my mind raced. I didn't know the details, so I could only guess at how bad Ryan's condition really was and what exactly I should be praying for. A skull fracture? What exactly does that mean? Is that always terrible or do people get better from that?

It was a mother's nightmare—the worst thing that had ever happened to one of my children and I was too far away to be able to get there quickly. Yet somehow I knew that God was with my son and that I would have to connect to God to be able to connect to Ryan. I have never been so grateful for the gift of prayer. When we called out to God, it didn't feel like a feeble ritual but rather a powerful intervention.

Maybe God would heal Ryan—but I had no guarantees. Maybe the doctors could keep him alive and make him well—but I really didn't know. All I did know was that God loved Ryan, God was with Ryan, and God was with the doctors.

As we stood together in that dark room in Spain, I prayed my heart out. "Lord, please surround Ryan with your love and let him live and recover from this awful accident. Help us get the plane flights we need to get to him as quickly as possible. Guide the doctors, nurses, and every human being who has something to do with Ryan's care."

After we said amen, we started hashing out our plans. Mike suggested waiting until we had more specifics on Ryan's condition. "Maybe it isn't so bad," he said. "Maybe Ryan will be safe in the hospital recovering and there is nothing we can do anyway if we go home. It can't be that bad that we can't hang here for a while. Maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions."

But all I could do was tell Mike I was leaving. "You and Tyler can stay, but I will be on the first flight home." When he heard my voice, Mike quickly started packing too. He knew that even if Ryan was okay, I would need his support until we knew exactly what had happened and what we needed to do.

Mike took the lead in handling the logistics. After he'd spent an hour on the phone arranging for our tickets, we quickly packed, checked out, and headed for the airport. Then we began an agonizing twenty-four-hour journey on three separate flights—from Málaga to Madrid, from Madrid to Miami, and then a final flight home from Miami to Los Angeles. Each time we landed, I found a pay phone and called Debby. Each time I talked to her, I realized more and more that Ryan's life really was at stake.

The longest leg of the journey was the eight-hour flight across the Atlantic. Up to this point I was both numb and agitated, but I hadn't really absorbed the news. Now it began to sink in, and sitting still on that long flight got harder and harder. I felt impatient as time crept past.

Then I sat up straight. I know what I can do. I need to write. I need a pen and paper so I can write everything I'm feeling. And if I don't, I'm going to explode.

It took me a few frantic minutes to find a pen. Mike pulled some legal paperwork out of his briefcase, and I turned the pages over to write on the back. The words started pouring out and I wrote as fast as my shaky hand could write.

Trapped! It's a feeling of being trapped when you find out a child is hanging on the brink of life and death. Then to try to get to him, to be near him, tell him you love him, then to be on a plane, elbow to elbow with people who don't know and don't care and to spend hours and hours thinking he could have died and I wouldn't even know it—I'm doubly trapped! I want to scream and let the whole plane know I'M IN PAIN! I'M SCARED!


I thought hard about what Debby had said in one of our calls. She told me doctors were having a difficult time getting a CAT scan of Ryan's head to determine the extent of the damage. He was on life support, and doctors were afraid that switching him to a portable unit in order to get a CAT scan was just too risky. That fact alone told me a lot about his condition, and the farther we got across the Atlantic, the more I awoke to a real, live, lasting nightmare. I was beginning to understand Ryan's situation and I knew the nightmare would not be over in a week or even a month.

I want to get home desperately, but once I do, I know I'm going to dread seeing him. Please, God, let him look like Ryan. I don't know how I'll react, and it matters to me that I behave in a way that will help him and honor him. If he can hear me, I don't want to scare him with my tears. I want my voice to comfort him.


As the news continued to sink in, I felt claustrophobic and then became very irritated at the people on the plane with us. They seemed blissfully unaware of my pain, acting as if all was right with the world. I watched them eating their prepackaged airplane food and laughing at the movie. As if there was anything to laugh about on this particular day! I knew I wasn't making sense but I felt as if I was on the verge of screaming.

My thoughts raced.

I want to be strong for Jessi and Tyler but I feel like I may fall apart and cause them more trauma.

I think Mama is trying to be strong for me. She must want to scream and crumble too. I know how she adores Ryan.

And the men—I feel sorry for Doug and Mike and Daddy. There's so much pressure on them to maintain composure. The women are expected to weep in front of the whole world but the men try to wait until it's private. Is it really easier for them to stay optimistic?

And Ryan's fiancée. Kristen. What must she be going through? I feel a need to do and say the right thing for her. But what is that?


I wondered what had really happened. Was the sun in Ryan's eyes? Was that why he didn't see the skylight? Did he trip? Or did he think the surface was strong enough to bear his weight? I didn't know the details but my imagination stopped there. I couldn't allow myself to picture anything else.

I've given Ryan to God; I can imagine facing either a funeral or nursing Ryan back to health and then dealing with rehabilitation. But my absolute worst fear is serious brain damage. I've heard of brain damage where the patient has to relearn how to eat, talk, and walk. I can do that. But irreparable damage? I suppose I fear that the most.


* * *

My parents live only five minutes from UCLA Medical Center, so my mother got there just as the paramedics who had transported Ryan from his building to the hospital were coming out of the emergency room. Mama went up to one of them and said, "That was my grandson. How is he?"

All he said was, "Lady, don't get your hopes up."

At this point, I was still asleep in Spain and unaware that my son's body had been broken. But Mama knew this was the start of a battle, and being a fighter, she rose to the occasion. As she always has. Mama has prayed for Ryan and for the rest of our family every day for as long as I can remember.

Mama waited for the doctors to fill her in on Ryan's condition. When the report came, it was all bad news. Ryan's lungs had collapsed from the impact. It wasn't clear how long he had gone without sufficient oxygen. Doctors had removed his spleen, which had burst, and he was still bleeding internally. Ryan's skull was fractured, and his jaw was broken. They suspected a spinal cord injury in the cervical column, and on top of everything else, he had a couple of cracked ribs and other serious internal injuries.

The doctors made it clear that people in Ryan's condition don't usually make it. Mama immediately called my father to inform him the accident was serious. He came down right away to join her.

Mama has always loved Ryan as if he were her own son. And somehow, what the doctors said didn't instill any fear in her. As my mother tells it, although she had clearly heard the warnings of both the paramedic and the doctors, she heard an even louder voice coming from within. All those years of studying the Word of God, committing those words to memory, and storing them in her heart had made her ready to clearly hear the Lord in Ryan's situation.

Deep down in her being she heard and knew this: He will live and not die and declare the glory of God. Mama felt no fear, shed no tears, felt the peace that passes all understanding, and knew this Word was from God.

Those twelve words from Psalm 118:17 are the reason Mama didn't experience fear when I would have collapsed in panic. I often wonder if, in the divine plan, I was placed halfway around the world from Ryan while my mother was just five minutes away because the need of the moment wasn't fear, but faith.

My parents sat in the waiting room and prayed, resisting fear whenever it threatened to rise up within them. Calls went out to family and friends, and the waiting room quickly became a gathering place for those who loved Ryan. Then our family began to try to reach us by phone. The only people who had the phone number to our condo were relatives of Mike who'd been house-sitting for us, and they weren't answering the phone. Several hours later, someone tracked them down and I finally got that middle-of-the-night phone call.

Ryan received thirty-six pints of blood over the next several hours as the medical team worked to stop the internal bleeding caused by organs hemorrhaging from the traumatic impact of the fall. Stopping the bleeding and getting Ryan on a respirator were the highest priorities right then. Later I was told that Ryan's heart stopped twice during their efforts to save his life. All the while I slept peacefully on the other side of the world.

As we approached Miami, I was in shock and grieving, but for a few moments I had some clarity as I caught a small glimpse of the days, weeks, and months ahead of me. Once again, I poured my thoughts out on paper:

I've often thought that something absolutely awful is bound to happen in my life. It's been too easy, too perfect. I know people grow through trials and struggles and I haven't had hardly any. I've almost felt guilty about it. But I've also wondered if it just wasn't my turn.

If it is my turn to grow and do something for the cause of Christ, then all I ask is, God, show me how. Don't let this suffering be for no reason.


(Continues...)


Excerpted from HEAVEN HEARS by LINDY BOONE MICHAELIS. Copyright © 2013 by Lindy Boone Michaelis. Excerpted by permission of TYNDALE HOUSE PUBLISHERS, INC..
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Table of Contents

Contents

Foreword by Pat Boone....................     xv     

Introduction....................     xix     

CHAPTER 1 Through the Skylight....................     1     

CHAPTER 2 Growing Up Boone....................     13     

CHAPTER 3 The Domestic One....................     33     

CHAPTER 4 The Fairy Tale Fractures....................     43     

CHAPTER 5 Handy and the Can-Do Kids....................     59     

CHAPTER 6 "I Think Something Is Going to Happen to Me"........     73     

CHAPTER 7 The Valley of the Shadow of Death...................     87     

CHAPTER 8 Midnight Is Only Sixty Seconds Long.................     101     

CHAPTER 9 At the Red Sea....................     117     

CHAPTER 10 The Secret Tent....................     135     

CHAPTER 11 The Happy Meal....................     155     

CHAPTER 12 Don't Read This If You're Easily Offended..........     175     

CHAPTER 13 Ryan's Reach....................     185     

CHAPTER 14 We're Gonna Dance....................     195     

Afterword by Debby Boone....................     213     

Acknowledgments....................     219     

Where Are They Now?....................     225     

Notes....................     229     

About the Authors....................     231     


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  • Posted August 26, 2013

    I thought this story was interesting and inspiring. I found the

    I thought this story was interesting and inspiring. I found the backstory of the Boone family interesting, but unexpected. I thought after sharing the details of the accident, Michaelis would have traveled through his recuperation and recovery, without going into the past of the Boone family. I found that there was a little unnecessary repetition. However, the inspirational aspect of Ryan's story made up for that.

    It was a sad story to read about a young man in the prime of his life that suffered a devastating accident that changed his life forever. It was amazing to read the story of his survival and recovery, but at times I was not clear about the pace of his improvement. For example, is seemed like he went from comatose with no facial movement to trips to McDonald's and talking. I would have enjoyed more medical information about his condition.

    I do wish there would have been some pictures included in the book, to see Ryan before and after to have a face to put with the name. I also wish there would have been more information about his current level of functioning and day to day life.

    With all of that being said, while that would have made the book more interesting for me, I realize the message of the book was to share God's healing grace in the miraculous survival of Ryan and the fact that God holds everyone's life in his hands.

    Overall, I think this was an interesting book. If you are a fan of the Boone family, you would probably enjoy this book.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 9, 2013

    I remember when Lindy and Pat Boone were on The Larry King Show

    I remember when Lindy and Pat Boone were on The Larry King Show and their pleas for prayer for Ryan. I prayed along with millions of others and this book gives us not only an update on how Ryan is doing but it tells about Lindy's life, Ryan's life, and their faith.

    This book is so good, I had a hard time putting it down. Lindy's writing is easy to read and I just plowed through this book! I loved how she is so honest and open about things and doesn't portray herself or her family as some "holier than thou" family. They are very much like you and me.

    What this book is really about is prayer. The power of prayer to change things. The power of faith that God is working all things together for good. There were so many parts of the book where I had tears in my eyes as I could just imagine how difficult it was for Lindy to see her son go through this. Our mother hearts definitely connected through the pages.

    I highly recommend this book! It's a book that will show you what the power of prayer can do, what faith and hope can do, and it will definitely bring you into a different level of faith in what God can do. I loved this book and I think you will, too!!

    *This book was provided to me for my honest review by Tyndale House Publishers

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 25, 2014

    Excellent. Enjoyed it immensely

    I enjoyed this so very, very much.

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  • Posted September 3, 2013

    The Power of Prayer Heaven Hears is the amazing true story of L

    The Power of Prayer
    Heaven Hears is the amazing true story of Lindy Michaelis and her son Ryan. Lindy was apologetic when during prayer request time at Church events her and her husband did not have any requests but her life took a dramatic twist when her first born son Ryan fell through a skylight. This story was her personal hopes, fears and feelings while dealing with her son's critical journey following his fall.
    I enjoyed reading this true life story about the power of prayer.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 30, 2013

    ** spoiler alert ** I liked the first few chapters. Then this bo

    ** spoiler alert ** I liked the first few chapters. Then this book got weird and boring. First, I don't think it was anyone's business that Ryan's mom had to tell us that he lost his virginity. At times I thought Lindy was way over protective, and at times I didn't feel like she was a very good mom at all. Especially to her two other kids. I do wish the book had come with photos, as I would love to put faces with names. And I cannot believe how Lindy freaked out about her daughter feeding Ryan chocolate pudding, calling it a fatty and filled with calories snack, but was perfectly ok with taking him to McDonald's and feeding him a hamburger,fries and a shake.about 75% through this book I was ready to just do a google search to find out if Ryan ever became normal again or if he stayed the same. I did stick with the book, but still think just reading the cliff notes in the Internet would have been a whole lot better.

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  • Posted August 30, 2013

    Loved the book! It was very inspiring for anybody that might fi

    Loved the book! It was very inspiring for anybody that might find themselves in a situation where they need God.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 28, 2013

    Lovely story about a mother's love for her son. Lindy Boone Mich

    Lovely story about a mother's love for her son. Lindy Boone Michaelis' son Ryan fell 30 feet on June 19, 2001 and here is their story of the accident and his miraculous survival. Lindy also tells of growing up as Pat Boone's daughter and is painfully open about how this accident strained the relationships with the rest of the family. Above all, the faith of the entire family stands out, leaning on the loving arms of God, and the power of prayer.

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  • Posted August 27, 2013

    Up Close and Personal Answers to Prayer. This book tells how pra

    Up Close and Personal Answers to Prayer. This book tells how prayer can bring a miracle. With the injuries he sustained, Ryan’s survival and ongoing recovery do not seem possible. It is primarily a record of a mother’s personal journey as she draws closer to God through tragedy. I expected more of the family’s experiences, but other than Lindy’s, there are very few. The narrative is disjointed and choppy, but it does convey the very emotional struggles. There is technical medical information, which is needed for understanding, but be aware there is an instance where body functions are somewhat graphically described, in an “awful moment” toward the end of Chapter 11. I understand her mother’s heart, and how she reads how her son feels when he cannot talk. I am impressed by the entire family and the strong support they give. I may have felt more connected to Lindy if I knew about the accident at the time, or was a fan of her family, or if I could get past the flawed doctrine, but her walk through the valley needed to be written. It is very moving.

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  • Posted August 25, 2013

    This is the account of Ryan Corbin, who was severely injured whe

    This is the account of Ryan Corbin, who was severely injured when he fell 40 feet through a skylight. It is told by his mother and describes her childhood as the daughter of singer Pat Boone, relationship with her son, and the tragedy. I thought the book was a decent read about prayer and trusting God no matter what happens.

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  • Posted August 9, 2013

    In June of 2001 Ryan Corbin was a young man just beginning his a

    In June of 2001 Ryan Corbin was a young man just beginning his adult life.  Newly engaged and excited about his relationship with Jesus, his family, and his career, he was going up to the roof of his apartment building with a friend to sit in the sun.  He accidentally stepped on a skylight and was catapulted to the ground, three stories below.  He should have died - and nearly did - and this is his story of recovery and the power of prayer.




    What an incredible journey Lindy Boone Michaelis shares with us.  This book contains their family's story (from the beginning of her dad Pat Boone's career, to present day); her thoughts and experiences as they navigate this new reality of Ryan's injury; and the incredible response from around the world, an absolute outpouring of prayer and support.




    This book is both tragic and uplifting, heart wrenching and life giving, and I can easily recommend it.

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  • Posted June 14, 2013

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    A moving story. This book is a story about Ryan¿s traumatic acc

    A moving story.

    This book is a story about Ryan’s traumatic accident involving a coma and brain injury, among other things—and the love, prayer and perseverance of his mother. I could put myself in Lindy’s (Pat Boone’s daughter) place while reading this story. Both of my children were in an awful car accident years ago (one of them life-flighted and intubated) as well as another family member who sustained a traumatic brain injury from a motorcycle accident. I felt her shock and horror. Her mental and physical exhaustion. 

    It’s difficult for me to give this book a star rating because much of it was a five-star page-turner and very interesting, but I skipped through other pages that seemed to focus on the mother, rather on the effects of her faith, prayer and relationship with God. Therefore, I give this book four stars rather than five.

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    Posted October 27, 2013

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