Two-Twelve Ministries and Leaving Laodicea

By the time I was in college, I had experienced the deaths of family members... my mom, all but one grandparent, aunts and uncles. Loss is painful. But it wasn't until I learned of the passing of my first-ever, childhood best friend, John Paul Cantrell, that I felt a loss of innocence. When John Paul died, part of the innocence of my childhood died as well. I was fortunate to be able to fly back to New Orleans and attend his funeral.
On the flight back to San Antonio late that night, I was looking out the window of the plane, into the darkness. I wondered, if God gave me the opportunity to say one final thing to John Paul, what would I say to him? Immediately I could envision angels leading his soul into Heaven and I think I would have said something like, "Go Home, John Paul, go Home. Don't look back; let the angels lead you Home. Fly away Home."
By the time the plane landed I already had the entire song written. Immediately upon arriving home very late in the night, I picked up my guitar and the song came out in one take. Over the years I have received numerous reports of "healing" that has taken place via this song. If you are in need of healing, I pray you will receive it... now.
This is the original version, recorded "live in studio" at Edit Point Studios in San Antonio.