Good Morning Sunshine! It’s The Moment After The Moment! 

Isaiah 43:2 ~ “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.”

There’s a moment before the moment, a stretch of time where you were carrying it all, barely holding it together. You were functioning, smiling on the outside, managing your responsibilities, wearing strength like a shield, but underneath, there were hidden wounds, silent infections, and fractures you couldn’t see but could certainly feel!  But you kept pushing, thinking that if you stayed busy enough, distracted enough, strong enough, maybe you wouldn’t have to deal with the ache on the inside.

You prayed prayers you barely had words for. You cried silent tears in the middle of the night. You whispered, “Lord, something’s not right…but I don’t know how to fix it.” Without even realizing it, you were being prepared for this moment! This is that moment, the moment where God, in His Grace and Mercy, said, “Enough carrying. Enough hiding. Enough pretending. Enough lying to yourself and others! It’s time to heal.”

And then came the procedure! Now, there’s a holy tension in the moments right before a procedure. The fear. The surrender. The silent acceptance that something deeper has to happen if you’re ever going to be whole. Have you ever had to have a surgical procedure, and they had to put you to sleep? (Follow me!) You feel the weight of what’s about to happen, knowing that something must be done, something must be cut away, repaired, and/or removed in order for you to live freely again, but you don’t know how He’s going to do it, but all you can say is God do it! 

So, here you are, lying in this white, bright and sterile room, and if you are honest with yourself, this room can be a little intimidating (it’s the room of surrender). You could hear the subtle sounds of the medical team moving around, preparing everything for the procedure that needed to happen. You prayed one last prayer as you were lying there, trusting God, that when you wake up, your life will be different, and the pain will be stopping! You could see the end! 

Then the anesthesiologist approached you with a calming voice and said, “I’m going to have you count to three.” You remember starting to count. You got to one… then two… and the next thing you knew, you weren’t in that room anymore. You opened your eyes in a completely different place; you are in the Recovery Room! 

You went through it! You made it over! You survived something you didn’t even fully see or understand. What’s so prophetic about this moment is that it mirrors your life with God. There are seasons you’ve walked through where you were spiritually “under”, unaware of how deeply the Lord was working on you. There were battles you didn’t have the strength to fight. There were wounds you didn’t have the ability to heal on your own. Yet, while you were unconscious to it all, God was fully awake, fully present, fully in control.

The procedure was necessary! It involved breaking, realigning, correcting, and restoring. But notice, you did not wake up in the room where the pain began. You woke up in a place designed for healing. God never intended for you to stay in the trauma of the operation. He brought you into a new space, the recovery room. Spiritually, emotionally, mentally, you are now in a season where God is not just operating on you but is repairing, refining and restoring you! Recovery means the worst is behind you. It means the process happened, but it didn’t end you. It refined you! 

Recovery is not a punishment; it is proof that healing is happening! It’s where God stabilizes what He worked on behind the scenes. It’s where He stitches you back together with grace, peace, and new strength. Sometimes it feels strange to rest when you’re so used to fighting. But this season is different. This is not the place to fight; this is the place to heal! 

The same way you trusted the anesthesiologist to do his part when you counted to three, you must trust that God, the Great Physician, has already finished what He started! You didn’t even finish your count, but He finished His work; Philippians 1:6 reminds us, “Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.” God didn’t bring you this far to leave you incomplete. If He started it, He will perfect it! 

So today, embrace your recovery room. See it for the miracle that it is. Breathe deep. You passed through the waters. You walked through the fire. The rivers did not sweep you away. The flames did not consume you. You are not in the same room you started in, because God has already brought you through! You are on the side of healing not pain! 

Let’s Pray:

Father, Thank You for being the Keeper of my soul and the Healer of my wounds. Thank You for carrying me through what I could not handle on my own. Thank You that even when I was unaware and unable to comprehend the fullness of what was happening, You were fully awake, fully present, and fully working on my behalf. I praise You because the fact that I am here, awake, and in recovery means that I made it through. I am not stuck in the room of pain, but I have been transferred to the place of healing. Lord, teach me how to rest in this season. Help me not to rush the process, not to be impatient with the timing, but to trust that You are completing the work You began in me. Cover my mind and my emotions during this recovery. Protect the healing You are establishing in me. Remind me daily that recovery is not weakness, it is evidence of Your strength and Your love restoring every broken place. I yield to Your timeline. I embrace this room You’ve placed me in, knowing it is preparing me for the strength and the newness You have ahead. Thank You for being faithful. Thank You for finishing what Your work in me, even what I started. Father, I surrender my recovery into Your Hands. I trust You, Lord. In the Name of Jesus Christ, I pray, Amen!

Blessings…

Love, Dr. Jean…