Why four in the afternoon
There is a reason it happens at four in the afternoon, and not at some other hour.
It began in February 2026, in Paris, with my prayer group. I wanted to set a daily appointment at a fixed hour — not a convenient hour, a chosen one. Four in the afternoon falls within the eighth watch, and it is a strategic hour for prayer. The time was not picked at random.
What I did not have was any certainty that anyone would come.
I remember that fear well. Would the message actually reach anyone? Would one person, somewhere, pray along with us? I had no answers. I simply began, and began again the next day.
But there is one day I will not forget.
It was the day my wife was due to give birth. Labour started around two in the afternoon. I dropped everything to take her to the hospital — that day there was no argument to be had about the order of priorities.
And yet, at four o'clock, the appointment was still there in my mind.
I was standing in a hospital corridor. While they cared for her, I prayed. Not at a computer, not in a quiet room set up for recording: standing in a corridor, waiting for our child to be born.
At four in the afternoon, I was there, and I was praying.
She gave birth at eight that evening. All went well, and GOD was with us.
But the day's prayer did not go out on time. I published it at ten at night. Two hours after the birth, the four o'clock appointment was finally online — six hours late, and I have never regretted that particular delay.
That day taught me something I would not have understood otherwise. Behind a spiritual mission there is a real life. A family. Responsibilities. And circumstances nobody commands.
The appointment is not more important than the people it is prayed for.
That is why I no longer see four o'clock as a publishing time. It is an appointment. It started simply, among a few people praying together, and it grew into something I had not imagined.
Today, when I see people pray, give testimony, take heart again and draw nearer to God through this ministry, I understand that my first fears were the size of what I could see. I did not know how far the message would travel. I still don't.
I keep going because this ministry genuinely changes lives. And as long as God gives me the grace, I want to stay faithful to the appointment.
Behind an hour there is sometimes a mission. And behind a mission there are lives.
“Now Peter and John went up together into the temple at the hour of prayer, being the ninth hour.” Acts 3:1, King James Version