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.
