I Will Walk, I Will Run
My friend's daughter, Tori Cooke, had just lost her battle to Cystic Fibrosis at the tender age of 15. We were all crushed, and I told myself, "There's no way I'm going to try to write a song for her mother." Just as I thought these words in my spirit, this song came rushing out of me. I wrote it down, and the church sang it at her memorial service. What makes this song special to me is the image of her running toward Jesus, and falling in His arms in a joyful reunion. Tori couldn't run at all as she was hooked up to oxygen machines at home even to walk around the house. What a beautiful thought that she (and we, too) will be free from our earthly weaknesses and be strong and vibrant in heaven as we meet our Maker. "No more sickness, death, crying, pain." These are the promises of God. Hallelujah! Amen!
My friend's daughter, Tori Cooke, had just lost her battle to Cystic Fibrosis at the tender age of 15. We were all crushed, and I told myself, "There's no way I'm going to try to write a song for her mother." Just as I thought these words in my spirit, this song came rushing out of me. I wrote it down, and the church sang it at her memorial service. What makes this song special to me is the image of her running toward Jesus, and falling in His arms in a joyful reunion. Tori couldn't run at all as she was hooked up to oxygen machines at home even to walk around the house. What a beautiful thought that she (and we, too) will be free from our earthly weaknesses and be strong and vibrant in heaven as we meet our Maker. "No more sickness, death, crying, pain." These are the promises of God. Hallelujah! Amen!
