My children are adopted. And my husband’s sister and brother–in-law had just gone through the adoption process. They called us one evening (their morning – we’re half a world away, but that’s part of another song) to let us know that they had just gotten the call that their daughter had been born, and they were packing up the car and otherwise getting ready to go get her. We shared in the high emotions that they were experiencing – as much as anyone can share in someone else’s intense moments – and relived our own as we remembered our experience. I had just started reading in Ephesians and the next morning I read Ephesians 2:11-22. The song is for them, of course, for Mary Beth and Brent. I guess indirectly it’s for Mabry, too. It’s for our own experience with our children. But it’s also for those who go to get someone in other ways. For anyone that God sends to give of themselves trying to help someone. Moses. Ultimately, of course, it’s about Jesus. I’m not going to say too much about the song because I think it speaks for itself. And it’s nothing more than a collection of some of the thoughts in Ephesians 2:11-22, which of course says it all.