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Toward the end of last year, Bekah and I felt the Lord prompt us to move to Redding, California. It felt like God was hitting unpause on a plan. We didn’t know which plan, but we knew that if God was leading, we wanted to follow. There was something on our quick yes to it, so we bit the bullet and packed up our lives at the beginning of the year. Well, we packed some things, sold a lot of things, and threw a lot away too, but that’s not the point.
Leaving the Bay Area was hard.
It was the only home I knew for 32 years. It was my community, my people, my church, my family… my taco spot. That part really hurt. I’m half joking, but only half. Leaving all of that behind carried real weight.
What made it even harder was that we weren’t running from a bad season. We were leaving one of the most fulfilling and healthy seasons of our lives. There was no church opportunity waiting, no job lined up, no family pull. Just a quiet prompting from God to move and enter a season of rest.
Moves like this have a way of stripping everything back.
When you leave what’s familiar, you’re forced to look at what remains. For me, what remained was God. Not the work. Not the roles. Not the rhythm I had built. Just Him. I’ve had space to breathe here, which is a strange feeling when everything you were involved in once felt like it was giving you life.
A lot of people felt this would be a season of rest for us, but mostly for me. What I’ve learned is that rest doesn’t mean inactivity. For a Type-A person like me, working in rest means letting go of the outcome. It means lordship. This season has been about surrender. Letting go of what things are supposed to look like. Trusting God with plans I don’t fully see yet. Honestly, it’s been my joy to surrender, because I know whatever He ordains is better than anything I could imagine or manufacture on my own.
Since unpacking in January, our goal has been simple: dig into the Lord and listen. That’s always been our heart posture, but it’s been different in this season. Little by little, I believe He’s been uncovering what plan He was unpausing. Doors have opened quietly. Other things are still forming. Through it all, we’ve committed to letting Him lead fully.
One door that feels wide open right now is a handful of music projects I’ve had on the back burner for years. I think I’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to start, when the Lord has really just been asking me to begin. I believe He led us here to strip back the noise and help me focus on these projects that come straight from His heart.
Out of that same posture, ALTR Prayer Room has been forming again. Slower. Quieter. More honest. What started as moments has become a space. A place to minister to the Lord without agenda, without rush, without needing an outcome. It’s been less about producing something and more about making room. Room for prayer. Room for worship. Room to listen.
Redding has given us permission for margin and a return to simplicity. To build from presence instead of pressure. ALTR Prayer Room isn’t a pivot, it’s a refining. A return to the altar in everyday life. I believe the music coming out of this season will carry that same DNA. Unforced. Prayerful. Offered.
God has been kind to us here. We found an amazing house, and Bekah has turned it into a home. We’ve started attending church, or two. Honestly, it’s been fun to just attend church after 15 years of serving on Sundays.
We’re beginning to build community around Redding, but nothing will ever replace the deep and beautiful season of community we had with Infusion Church. We have family here and being on uncle duties is really fulfilling. God has been, and will continue to be, faithful to provide what we need in each season.
I want to say thank you.
Thank you to everyone who helped us move, especially Carlton and Elizabeth for coming up and helping us get settled those first few days. Thank you to my Infusion Church family, who I miss deeply. Thank you to my Vasquez family. I miss you all more than you know.
Thank you for walking with me through transition, uncertainty, and becoming. I’m genuinely excited for what God is doing and for what He’s forming in this new space.
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