Eighty-six 400 Ministries

12/30/2025

I want to tell you what 86,400 means to me, because it’s more than a number and more than a page.

86,400 is the number of seconds in one day.

Every morning, I’m given 86,400 seconds.
Not stored. Not borrowed. Not rolled over.

By midnight, whatever I didn’t live, notice, rest in, heal through, or steward… is gone.

That’s not meant to pressure us.
It’s meant to wake us up.

The point isn’t to cram meaning into every second or to perform productivity.
The point is presence, intention, and honesty.

Every second counts.
Every action matters.

Some seconds are for work.
Some are for rest.
Some are for grief.
Some are for laughter.
Some are for sitting still long enough to remember who you are again.

A good day isn’t one where I “used” all 86,400 seconds.
A good day is one where I lived truthfully in a few of them.

That’s the heart behind the reset.

This isn’t just for people battling addiction.
It’s also for the wives who are hurting.
The women carrying quiet grief.
The ones who’ve held everything together for everyone else and slowly disappeared themselves.

It’s for people who don’t need fixing — they need space and time with Abba.

Some people need three days — a pause, a breath, a recalibration.
Some need three weeks — time for the nervous system to settle and rhythm to return.
Some need three months — long enough for deep healing, reorientation, and real change to take root.

This is a respite place.
A house of healing.

Not a program.
Not a performance.
Not a fix-you factory.

It’s a place for one-on-one care, presence, and dignity.
A place where you’re not rushed, reduced, or managed.
A place where time isn’t wasted — it’s honored.

I begin paying rent on the space January 1.
I’ve given myself six months to steward it toward opening — slowly, honestly, faithfully.

I’m still in the beginning stages.
But the vision itself isn’t new.

The Lord gave me this vision years ago, which is why this page has existed long before the doors ever could.

This isn’t impulsive.
It’s obedience in season.

Because when time is honored, healing follows.

That’s what 86,400 stands for to me.

Not urgency.
Alignment.
Not hustle.
Attention.
Not perfection.
Presence.

Every second counts.
Every action matters.
It’s not complete just a dream by YHWH placed in my heart.

12/21/2025

Those are real friends

08/25/2025

It’s been a rough few months. I’m gonna come out of this not even smelling like smoke - the Refiner’s 🔥fire!

Unseen Anthem

Verse 1:
I walked through the fire,
I wept through the night,
Each tear was a prayer
that rose to Yourlight.
You bottled my sorrow,
You carried my pain,
You wrote an" unseen anthem
from the sound of my name.

Chorus:
You sing over me — unseen, unshaken,
You hold every tear — none are forsaken.
You write my story in mercy and flame,
You call me Beloved, You call me by name.
My anthem is rising — unseen but alive,
Rooted in Heaven, forever it flies.

Verse 2:
The stones that I stumbled,
You carved into thrones,
The ashes I gathered,
You turned into gold.
Where mourning once covered,
Your joy now takes flight,
My anthem of worship
Well it breaks through the night.

(Repeat Chorus)

Bridge:
I will not be moved,
I will not be sold,
You are my anchor,
the keeper of my soul.
Though the world may not see,
Heaven stands when I sing,
And my unseen anthem
shakes everything!

(Chorus — BIG)

Ending (soft prayer):
Rooted in Heaven…
Forever it flies…
My unseen anthem…

I walked through the fire,
I wept through the night,
Each tear was a prayer
that rose to Your light.
You held all my sorrow,
You bore all my pain,
You wove an anthem
from the sound of my name.

12/20/2023

For the genuine and authentic at heart: Please forgive me if I failed to return a text, call or social media message as of late.
I thank you for your concern, prayers & advice.
I have been sick beyond my capacity to respond.
Please give me grace, as I try to find grace for myself.
I want to respond to everyone, it will just take me time to process.
I just don’t have the “synergy” (not a new age word…see below) to communicate beyond a social media post at the moment.
I’m doing better but still feel awful.
I’m without focus & energy.
For the Fake, Inauthentic, Counterfeit, False, Deceptive, Sham, Unreal, Insincere, Dishonest. Slandering, pretenders & haters:
It’s like my body can feel your gossip & slander.
*if your offended, we’ll that says more about you than me.
I have heard more hateful gossip about myself since coming back to Arkansas in just a few short months that anyone should ever have to endure.
*if you tell everyone else things about me & not me about me in private & you don’t have a problem with me…… you got a YOU problem! You want attention not a problem solved…
Family, friend, foe, family foe & if you need to talk about my behavior or words, I welcome a direct encounter not on social media, but like an adult.
I’m so tired about hearing rumors about myself. I’ve been away from Arkansas for years..Don’t you have better things to talk about?
To those that have purposefully or just in conversation damaged someone else’s idea of me with your gossip. Shame on you!
If you have heard gossip about me…. Please don’t tell me unless you want me to chase the roots of origin.
That is all….
Have an authentic day! 🔥🔥🔥

12/14/2023

Ezekiel 11:19 – “I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh.”
“In 1944 Life magazine published a photo essay of a fox hunt in Holmes County, Ohio. The foxes lived in the woods and ate mostly mice and crickets, but sometimes also chicken and quail. This, the story explained, ‘made the brave men of Holmes County angry because they wanted to kill the quail themselves.’ So one Saturday about 600 men and women and their children got together and formed a big circle five miles across. They all carried sticks and started walking through the woods and fields, yelling and baying to frighten the foxes, young and old, out of their holes. Inside this diminishing circle the foxes ran to and fro, tired and frightened. Sometimes a fox would, in its anger, dare to snarl back, and it would be killed on the spot for its temerity. Sometimes one would stop in its anguish and try to lick the hand of its tormentor. It, too, would be killed.

“Sometimes, the photo showed, other foxes would stop and stay with their own wounded and dying. Finally, as the circle came closer together, down to a few yards across, the remaining foxes went to the center and lay down inside, not knowing what else to do. But the men and women knew what to do. They hit these dying wounded with their clubs until they were dead, or they showed their children how to do it.
“This is a true story. Life reported and photographed it. It happened for years in Holmes County every weekend.
“Today we cringe at such cruelty, yet we have a fox hunt of our own…”. – Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child
I’m appalled at this story. I can’t imagine such cruelty. But Manning is right – we have our own fox hunts – plenty of them, and they are near and dear to our hearts. Is it not a fox hunt when we fail to have compassion on those with diseases of the body brought about because of sinful lifestyle choices, whether it is alcohol, drugs, STD’s, or other illnesses? Aren’t we more apt to carry a club than a first aid kit when it comes to some of the members of our society? Tragically, it’s even true in the church itself – instead of band-aids and ointments, we carry sticks. The saddest thing of all: we know how to use them.
Manning continued, after speaking about how most Christians react to those afflicted by AIDS: “…just ask those who are afflicted with AIDS. Sadly, too many with AIDS have wondered if they had any alternative but to go to the center of the circle and lie down and die.
“Where are we in that circle? Where are you? Where would Christ be?” I think I know the answer to the last question: he’d be in the middle with them, tending to their hurts, loving them all the time.
2 Cor. 3:3 – “You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.” May our hearts be soft and receptive to the Spirit of the living God.
Copyright 2003 by Galen C. Dalrymple. >
PRAYER: For all we have wounded and hurt when we should have had compassion, forgive us! Melt our hearts of stone and give us hearts of flesh, warm and loving! In Jesus’ name, Amen.

12/13/2023

Gossip is the spirit of witchcraft.
Gossip in the form of a prayer request is still witchcraft!

12/09/2023

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8au7Gyj/

Listen to the Tickety tockity!

I sent this prayer request to a group of ladies:

Sister, prayer warriors I have an urgent prayer request. My friend ——— had to testify in a hearing for her brother and during that hearing he was sentenced to 55 years in prison. Because the father loves her so much he overwhelmed her in the spirit. She needs prayers to reconcile her body back with her spirit, because with that amount of trauma at one time, sometimes it will discombobulate us in the enemy will use it. I ask for y'all to pray for a hedge of protection around her mind, and that her body and her spirit can get back in sync, thank you ladies

The “Leader” of the group sent this as a response to my request….

Libby, I love you very much. I am prefacing my comments with this fact because my next comments may cause you to doubt it.
I'm not sure where your ideas about the Father "loving her so much He overwhelmed her spirit." And that her body and spirit are "separated" and need to be "reconciled." I don't know of anywhere in Scripture that these ideas are stated or even inferred. I will call you today and we can discuss this, but I would appreciate it if you would not attempt to instruct us about philosophies that have no basis in Scripture.
Jesus is the Word of God. Jesus is Truth. Jesus is love.
On the basis of these truths I am speaking the truth to you in love.
I will be happy to pray for your friend that Jesus will give her His peace and deliver her from her trauma. He knows just how to do it. I don't have to instruct Him.

*this was sent to the group text & not privately.
** I was misquoted
***we did talk in the phone, she said I had a problem with spiritual authority.
She gave me a lot of advice about my walk… & needing to sit under a good pastor.

I did take one piece of advice -
I went “home” and talked to my Pastor!
I talked to everyone I could find that wasn’t “spiritually constipated”!

The truth is I was misquoted - read it for yourself.
There is no basis for this attack this is a clear example where the enemy used “church people” to hurt people.

I beat myself up enough… I don’t need someone else doing it.

Yes, I can take instruction. I have a firm foundation. I will not bow to an individuals ideals. We can agree to disagree & I will not belittle you.

I will not be offended. I said all of that to say this…
I told the lady that I would not address her group again & asked to be taken out of the group text as not to trigger her again. - I have tried everything to release myself from text. - no luck.
I don’t want to be in a group text where I can’t engage for fear of an unfounded attack.
* we can read different Bible translations & still be unified.
* we can believe “I AM” is ….. & not discount Yeshua\Cross. We don’t have to live spoon fed & be Spirit led.
It’s okay if my walk isn’t yours….. you don’t have to make me wrong…. to your level of understanding… it’s not Spiritual Pride it’s living unoffended!
*** thanks to this opposition, I put in the work & I have more “Godfidence” than ever.
Thank you for that.
Open the link for more on this subject.

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12/02/2023

12/02/2023

11/30/2023

Please
Finish this statement for yourself in comments.
I am…..???