Sometimes God speaks through a sermon.
Sometimes through Scripture.
Sometimes through another person.
And sometimes… He speaks through a piano.
While I was lying in an ICU room at a local hospital, fighting for my life, Tommee Profitt’s new project, Human, was released.
The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
As many of you know, things did not look good.
This was the second time this year that I had been hospitalized and found myself fighting for my life. There were moments when the road ahead looked incredibly uncertain.
But while I was lying there in that ICU room, I put Human on repeat.
Over and over.
And over again.
Human is, in many ways, a simple project—beautiful instrumental pieces centered around the piano. There are no complicated words. No elaborate message being preached through lyrics.
Just music.
But somehow, those piano notes said everything I needed to hear.
That album didn’t just become background music in my hospital room.
It ministered to me.
It brought peace into a room filled with machines, monitors, alarms, medications, uncertainty and fear.
And something else happened that I didn’t expect.
It touched the people who walked through that ICU door.
Doctors.
Nurses.
Hospital staff.
Family.
Friends.
People would come into my room while Human was playing, and for a few moments, the atmosphere seemed to change.
The music became part of the story.
Part of the battle.
Part of the healing.
For me, Human will forever be connected to those ICU days.
Not because the album saved me.
God did.
Not because music performed a miracle.
God did.
Not because I somehow fought my way back on my own.
God carried me.
Today, I’m home.
I’m recovering.
And my new medical team is amazed at how far I’ve come.
After everything that happened, I don’t take that for granted.
All praise, honor and glory belong to God.
He never left my side.
Not in the ICU.
Not in the darkest moments.
Not when things looked impossible.
Not when I was fighting for my life.
And not now that I’m home.
He was there through every breath, every prayer, every tear, every medical treatment and every uncertain moment.
And I’m incredibly thankful.
I’m also thankful for artists like Tommee Profitt, whose music became an unexpected companion during one of the hardest battles of my life.
Especially Human.
Sometimes we don’t realize how powerful a gift we’ve been given until it finds us at exactly the moment we need it most.
For me, Human found me in an ICU room.
And I will never hear those piano notes the same way again.
They will always remind me of a battle I survived…
A God who never abandoned me…
And another chapter in this crazy, beautiful journey called life.
I’m home.
I’m still standing.
I’m still fighting.
I’m still overcoming.
And most importantly…
God is still writing my story.
May you have a beautiful, peaceful and blessed day.
And wherever you are today, whatever you’re facing, remember this:
You are not alone.
Keep fighting.
Keep believing.
Keep overcoming.
And never forget who is carrying you through the battle.
Jesus.
~OC
The Blessed Overcomer 
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