I just had to respond to this;
It's very bittersweet for me. Last October we found out that a very godly friend of ours was diagnosed with level 4 cancer, and it was eating his body alive. 2 boys under the age of 6, and a little girl not even born yet. I still to this day ask God, "why"?
The day we found out, our family was going to go to a Louis Palau Revival, and Mercy Me was going to play. I made the comment to my husband, "you know, I don't really have the heart to go, but I know that's when we need it the most". When Mercy Me played this song, there were 40,000 voices singing along with it, and mine when I could get through the lyrics because I was a bawling wreck.
At church last week our Orchestra and full choir sang it with a soloist, and I was a weeping mess once again.
I know Kraig is having a blast in Heaven, and he's released from all pain, and that song sums up exactly what he probably thought. It's a beautiful song and I love it - but every time I hear it hurts as well.
**sorry for rambling**