The Following was written by Jacki Taylor to help explain the story behind the song Never Alone. 

When my daughter Mckenzi was only 2 years old she was diagnosed with leukemia, a cancer that attacks the white blood cells. She immediately began blood transfusions and chemo therapy. Initially Curtis and I were told that Mckenzi would be in the hospital for a few days, receiving treatment, and then she would be able to go home, only coming back to the hospital if she had an infection or for her regular treatments. Unfortunately, Mckenzi didn't take well to the chemo therapy and ended up having to stay in the hospital for almost 2 months. During the first couple weeks of that time Mckenzi stopped eating, lost the ability to walk and at one point was essentially comatose. The doctors resorted to a feeding tube so that she could get some kind of nourishment. She had erratic fevers and unexplainable symptoms.

The doctors had no idea how to help her. They said that on paper her body was responding to the treatment. However, if you looked at Mckenzi you'd see an unresponsive little girl whose eyes had deep black circles under them, whose gums were black and a girl who didn't even have the strength to sit up in bed.

I knew the unshakable promises of God, the promises of a future and a hope, the promise of physical healing, the promise of peace and abundant life, but I was fighting a huge spiritual battle. I was constantly battling the fear of losing my little girl and the anger I felt toward God every time I saw my baby lying in that hospital bed. Despite the battle raging in my mind Christ was ministering to my heart. I had to stay alone in the hospital with her at night, and each night felt like a millions years. I would come under such heavy attack that by morning I was broken under the weight of it all. I committed that I wasn't going to fall asleep at night anymore because that was when it was hardest. Constant nightmares and terrible thoughts would bombard me as I tried to quiet myself. It was during one of these nights that Jesus turned everything around in my heart and in my family. It was about 4 in the morning and I could barely keep my eyes open. I kept getting the overwhelming sense that she had stopped breathing in her sleep so I would reach over and feel her tummy to make sure she was alive. I was being emotionally tortured, but I could hear the voice of my God calling me to worship and sing to Him. I was furious at Him. I remember saying out loud "How can I sing of Your goodness and mercy right now"! He did not relent, not for a second, calling me gently into His presence. At the point of complete exhaustion I fell to my knees and wept because I knew I needed my Father to come in and wrap His arms around me, to love me, and to renew my strength. I began to sing, first it was simple Hallelujahs but it grew and grew into songs of His blood, His power, His glorious nature, His beauty, His authority and His Lordship! I felt the enemy scatter and finally the world faded away as Christ came into focus and I exalted Him above EVERYTHING I was feeling and seeing. I had always felt called to be a worship leader but at that moment I really got it! We don't worship and praise Him based on our circumstance or how things look with our eyes, like Corinthians tells us to fix our eyes on eternal things, we worship and Praise Him because He is LORD, He is God! He died on that cross so that we could have the hope of eternity, He is on the throne! My trust is in God and His love for me. The nurses thought that I had officially lost my mind that night, but I didn't, it had been renewed in the presence of an almighty God. My whole family's perspective shifted at that point, God had been ministering to each of us. My parents, my husband, we all determined that praise would be on our lips and the word of God would be spoken constantly over Mckenzi. Things began to change for Mckenzi quickly, she started to eat, sit up in bed, regain her color, get strength back in her legs and that twinkle in her eye. As a family we had a long road ahead of us. She had to undergo 2 years of Chemo therapy and she had a lot of hard nights but God carried us through and brought beauty from ashes.

The song "Never Alone" on the album was written for Mckenzi by Curtis and I. We wrote it one night as we played her to sleep trying to help her calm down. We were never alone, she wasn't alone, and He was and is always faithful.

In 2006 Mckenzi had her final treatment. We waited in the room for the doctor's report remembering our prayer during the 2 year process, that Mckenzi would be completely healed with no signs of cancer and no long term side affects from the chemo, we used the phrase "Oh God, restore her completely, like she never had it." The doctor came into the room with the results of her various tests to tell us if Mckenzi would be able to stop treatment. He was in shock, and looked at us extremely confused. He said "I don't know how to explain this but it's like she never had cancer, like she never had chemo. Usually there are abnormalities and deformities in the red blood cells from the condition and long term medication...but I see nothing abnormal. She has the blood cells of a perfectly healthy little girl...untouched by the past 2 years". GOD IS GOOD!

Mckenzi is a beautiful, strong and healthy 7 year old girl today and each evening when I go in and kiss her goodnight I am thankful for the what the Lord taught me and how He kept my family through a very hard time. The song "Never Alone" was written for my beautiful little girl to always remind her that in her most painful hours God was with her, carrying her. I pray that this song encourages you and blesses you....we are Never Alone.

My heart is devoted to leading worship and ushering in the mighty presence of our God because I know the power of Praise and I know that He is deserving of every bit of strength and passion we have regardless of our circumstances!