Good Morning Sunshine! The Water Didn’t Change Your Name, God Did It! 

Isaiah 62:2 (KJV) – “And thou shalt be called by a new name, which the mouth of the Lord shall name.”

There is a sacred truth you must carry as you emerge from the waters of trial and transition, your identity was not left at the bottom of what you survived, it was revealed in the rising. The waters were loud, but they never had permission to rename you. God never gives the storm the authority to write your story. You may have gone under in sorrow, in confusion, or even in silence, but you are not rising with the same name. The trial came to shake your foundation, but it could not shake God’s word concerning you. Your new name was not born from pain, it was born from purpose. What He called you before the water, He confirms over you now that you’re walking on the other side.

You are not rising as the wounded version of who you were. You are rising as the witness of who God is. Just like Jesus came up out of the Jordan and the heavens opened with a declaration, “This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased,” the Lord is now speaking a similar word over you. The water has washed away false narratives, imposter identities, and every name the enemy tried to tattoo on your soul. You’re not forgotten. You’re not forsaken. You’re not unworthy. You are called. You are commissioned. You are chosen. You are the living evidence that God renames what man tried to define in error.

Every storm has a sound, and every survivor has a name. And the one who rises with both carries a mantle of clarity. Your new name is not for vanity, it’s for victory. It holds the sound of your healing and the rhythm of your calling. It moves differently. It speaks boldly. It walks confidently. Because once you’ve been lifted by the hand of God, you lose the appetite for shallow definitions. You are not who they said you were when you were under. You are not even who you thought you were. You are who God has called you, even if you’re just now learning how to answer to that name.

The water tried to rename you with trauma, labels, rejection, and fear. But God rewrote your name in the fire of refinement. You are rising with a new name written not in ink but in identity. No longer “Not Enough,” but Established. No longer “Too Broken,” but Anointed. No longer “Unseen,” but Marked and Mantled. Isaiah 62 doesn’t just speak to your name; it speaks to your visibility. You will be seen and called what God has always intended. You will walk in authority that matches your assignment. The old identity no longer fits the new elevation. You must walk in the truth of your divine identity to fully occupy the place of your breakthrough.

This name you carry now is holy. It’s the fruit of surrender, the result of pruning, and the evidence of grace. It cannot be bought, borrowed, or blended with your past. It’s a name spoken by the One who created you, redeemed you, and now releases you. God is sending you forth with a new sound in your voice and a new title in the spirit. He’s calling you by your purpose, not your pain. The same way He called Gideon a mighty warrior while he was still hiding, God calls you by your future, not your failure. He sees who you are becoming, not just where you’ve been.

You are now walking in what I call the renaming anointing, when the old labels fall off and divine titles rest upon you. It is your assignment to steward this new identity with humility, integrity, and faith. Do not return to what once called you by brokenness. You are being called by wholeness now. This is not the time to shrink back. It’s the season to show up in the full weight of who God says you are. Walk like it. Pray like it. Love like it. Lead like it. And when people say, “Is that really you?” respond with confidence: “It’s still me, but with a new name.”

You have A Name that Only God Could Have Given You.  Revelation 2:17 (KJV) – “…To him that overcometh… I will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it.” Your identity is not on trial. Heaven has already ruled in your favor.

Let’s Pray:

Father, I give You praise for calling me by name. When the waters tried to rename me, when the lies tried to reshape me, and when the enemy tried to mark me by trauma, You held the pen. You refused to let my identity be written by pain. Thank You for knowing me even when I didn’t recognize myself. Thank You for speaking purpose over me when all I heard was failure. You whispered destiny over me when the flood shouted destruction. You reached into my drowning and lifted me, not just to breathe, but to become. Father, I now stand in the revelation of who I truly am, not who life taught me to be, not who fear molded me into, not who people labeled me as. I am who You say I am. I am called by Your Spirit and sealed by Your love. I wear no garment but the one You have wrapped around me. Strip away every remnant of the old names, every residue of rejection, and every root of shame. Let Your truth be my robe. Let my soul wear the weight of Your word. Let my mouth speak only what You have spoken over me. Thank You, Lord, that my identity is secure in You. I declare that I no longer answer to fear, failure, or falsehood. I respond to favor, fullness, and freedom. I wear my new name boldly, not with arrogance but with holy assurance. I am rising not with ego but with evidence that grace rewrites stories. Let this name You’ve given me awaken the earth and echo in the spirit. Let it speak healing to the broken, courage to the weary, and identity to the lost. Father, I accept the weight of the name You’ve given. I yield to the assignment it carries. If You called me healed, I will no longer live wounded. If You called me whole, I will no longer live fractured. If You called me light, I will not dim my flame. I surrender to the sound of my name in heaven. Let my life reflect it. Let my posture match it. Let my walk agree with it. Let me rise into it without hesitation. And now, Lord, I pray for divine alignment. Place me in rooms where my new name is required. Connect me with people who see what You see. Shield me from those who speak to the old version of me. Let every step I take from this moment forward reflect my identity as redeemed, restored, and redefined. I am Yours. You named me. You lifted me. You anointed me. And I will walk forward in that truth forever. In the Mighty Name of Jesus Christ, I pray, Amen! 

Blessings…

Love Dr. Jean…