Dr. Glacia Robinson - Behind The Music - “It’s Not Over Now”

BEHIND THE MUSIC: My Inspiration For the Song “It’s Not Over Now.” Contrary to popular belief, the inspiration for the song, "It's Not Over Now" had absolutely nothing to do with 5/12 years of illness that I went through. Actually, this song was written and recorded long BEFORE I got sick. My plan at the time was to include this song in my debut album "Restoration.” I proceeded to release a few singles from that project on radio, but due to the fact that I got sick, that album was never "officially” released. However, years passed and while I was gravely ill and hospitalized, rumors of my death had become widespread across Jamaica and around the world. Consequently, that's when the Lord told me to release this song. So this song was released while I was laying on my "hospital bed." People were calling my house to say they are so sorry that I had passed. They even called to ask what time is my funeral. I heard it on the radio that I was dead! As the rumors of my death permeated the atmosphere; the spirit of the Lord impressed it on my heart to call my sister Alicia, and ask her to kindly release the song. As soon as this song was released, God started to use it to uplift and encourage so many people, including myself. Being sick for 5 ½ years, was not a cake walk. As my health rapidly declined, the doctors told me that my organs were functioning at the rate of a seven year old child’s. All my veins collapsed. I could no longer digest water, my body weight plummeted to less than 90 pounds. I was confined to the assistance of a wheel chair. Reduced to using feeding tubes, and disposable diapers. Totally helpless, I could not be left alone. I lost the gift of my independence. I could not even brush my teeth for myself. My dear mother gave up her job to take care of me. I went from one hospital to another, the doctors ran countless tests; yet all the results were negative. The symptoms were very severe! Internal bleeding, sky rocketing fevers, terrible seizures, uncontrollable vomiting, I was in and out of consciousness. This trial was extremely difficult! It got to the point where I could no longer construct straight sentences. My tongue draped from my head, I could no longer count from one to ten. All of the results from the doctors were negative. As I laid in the hospital, it seemed like there was no hope in sight. It got to the point where the doctors told me that there was nothing more that they could do for me. The doctors gave up on me. They told me to go home, and say my goodbyes. The doctors also told my mom to begin to make arrangements for my funeral. As I heard these negative reports from the doctors, I held on to the word of God in Psalm 118:17 “I shall not die but live to declare the works of the Lord.” While going through this dark phase, I was totally helpless but I never lost hope. As I laid on the hospital bed, God used this song to minister to me, as I listened to it over and over gain.