07/14/2024
what im about to share with you is a true story of faith, grace and God's luv
May we all living under victory
The Leap: A Journey of Faith and Unexpected Grace
The Arizona sun beamed its warm caress of light through the stained-glass windows of Living Word Church in Mesa, It was as if the words were coming from Christ himself that Sunday morning in 2007. This real illumination came from the pulpit. Vibrated across the congregation and straight into my head. My whole life and 12.5 years of senseless self-imprisonment, a fear that had been my compass, fueled by a childhood image of a judgmental God standing over me just waiting for me to do bad. Dr. Tom Anderson's sermon, however, shattered that perception.
"God isn't punishing you," he said, his voice radiating warmth. "Sin has its consequences, but love, true love, conquers sin. And Jesus is that love."
Relief washed over me like a tidal wave. This wasn't the God I feared, but a God of compassion and understanding. Thirsting for a deeper connection, I enrolled in bible college in 2012. My knowledge grew, and with it, a profound realization: the creator of the universe offered me His grace. He was the only father I needed.
I yearned for a sign, and one day, while driving, the name "Dads Against M**h Use (DAMU Foundation)" materialized. In 2009, I'd started a charity, but funding a fundraiser proved impossible. The night before the event, on the verge of despair. The convention center I was holding the event in wanted 5000 dollars more for security and I had nothing left. I prayed out loud and cried for help. Then for the first time in my life I heard his voice, a calming presence, soothed me, "Don't worry son. I got this he said." The next morning, a check for $5,200 – my tax return – sat in the mailbox. From that moment, doubt vanished. The event was a huge success. Faith was the thing I was lacking at that moment, but it was a starting point that leads me to this story.
Fast forward to June 2014. Dr. Anderson's sermon resonated deeply. "Apply your faith to God's love, and wait for it with anticipation or hope, he urged. "You will see the unseen will become seen; the unknown become known in your life" What did it mean?
Seeking clarity, I approached Dr. Anderson after service. "It's about trusting," he explained. "Taking a leap of faith, like Abraham he heard the Lord's word and stepped into it and like Abraham, God will honor it and provide your promised land to you."
Fueled by newfound faith, I made a seemingly crazy decision. Two weeks later, I quit my job, sold the house, and ventured into the forested mountains of Payson, Arizona with my family. This was our leap, into theur promised land.
Five harsh weeks later, reality bit. Living in a makeshift shelter, our savings dwindled. The relentless rain on that Fourth of July echoed the storm within me. Was this God's punishment? Had I made a terrible mistake?
Defeated, we packed up, the future uncertain, driving without direction. As we left Payson, a beacon of hope – a "$250 Move-In Special" sign – pierced the gloom.
Desperation fueled my plea to the manager. He mentioned a four-bedroom house with a car lot – perfect for a business, he said. But the price – a staggering sum for us – was a crushing blow.
Back in Mesa, on a Thursday evening, I poured out my frustrations in prayer. Then, a familiar voice. A friend from church, sensing my despair, offered a miracle – the move-in cost and a year's rent. Tears streamed down my face. This was a tangible answer, a testament to the power of Faith and God's luv for us all.
We returned to Payson, not just with a roof, but with a chance. My business flourished, nurtured by faith, hard work, and the unwavering support of my family and that extraordinary friend. Thank you
Looking back, the "unseen becoming seen" wasn't a grand vision in the forest, but the subtle nudges – Dr. Anderson's words, the chance encounter, the friend's generosity. Faith isn't about blind leaps; it's about trusting the path, even when it takes unexpected turns. And sometimes, the promised land isn't a place, but a journey of faith and unexpected blessings, which unfolds with each passing day.
like a muscle faith grows when apply it to your life. So let me tell you if you want to see God in action in your life, you need to step outlet go, and let God. The journey will not be easy, and God will take you over the edge so you can see it is him. He is that sliver of light in this world of darkness. He will bring a new understanding of life; the waters will get deep when the rain falls. But in the end, God's love for you will conquer all that comes against you “Faith is not for the weak-hearted, it’s a place where the blind can see”! With that said my faith would be tested to its core my sinful nature would combust into a forest fire so watch what you ask for when you ask your heavenly father for his mighty hand of help.
A Troubling Stop in Payson
A Test Drive Turns Turbulent: A Story of Faith and Injustice
After the first year of living and building a business, it finally started to self-sustain its ability to pay the bills and we could even see growth. Business was good the mobile service and sales lot were thriving. Everything but Joe I had fallen back into addiction and was starting to come unglued, then on 01/05/2016, My dream of building a life in Payson hit a detour. I was test driving a repaired U-Haul on Highway 87, heading down the hill on the 87 I cried out to god “please lord take this sweet tooth in have for drugs out of my head. Was I in for a big surprise no sooner did I turn around and head back up the mountain on icy roads that were forcing me to maintain a safe distance behind a semi-truck? Suddenly, the tooth fairy officer Skee began following me. When we entered Payson, he pulled me over. In front of Circle K.
I wasn't speeding, I wasn’t driving bad, I wasn’t doing anything wrong but I know he was going to pull some teeth. He claimed I didn't pass the truck "fast enough."
Then he asked me to step out of the U-Haul he patted me down and then searched the truck but this tooth fairy was sent from God to do his job and I knew it. He ordered me to take off my boots, socks, and jacket even though all was good he continued calling in back up then digging through my wallet he found that all he needed to begin pulling there was a small plastic baggie. I swear half my teeth hit the ground. as an ex-felon on probation this is game over, they’re going to violate me and send me back to prison. Then the strangest thing happened the tooth fairy ordered the officer standing next to me to take me into the circle K restroom and strip search me. A clear violation of my civil rights at its highest level how low will officer Skee scoop to pull my teeth.
The situation escalated quickly. A simple minor traffic violation. With out merit to warrant the stop in the first place along with a complete violation of my civil rights. I’m asking for the evidence to be suppressed.
Things took a turn for the worse. when Officer Skee "found" an empty red coin baggie in my wallet.. Without field testing the content inside it he arrested , Then came the disturbing part: he ordered me to be strip search in a public restroom at the circle K- not once, but twice! Incredibly, the officer saved the encounter on the car camera, using it as "evidence."
The charade continued at the station. After sitting with Officer Skee for around ten min a officer came in yelling, I found his drugs claiming I through them over the wall outside the building so Skee gave me a class 2 felony, then attempted to have blood drawn multiple times – for a DUI Thankfully the hospital refused to admit me. when entering the jailhouse, the officer told me that they have to test everyone coming in the UA strip was later used to book me on the DUI
The next day, the charges were dropped, and I was told that if I stay out of trouble for 7 years the charges would go away. However, the ordeal wasn't over. Probation violated me, sending me to Phoenix for ten days
Despite the injustice, faith remained my anchor. In jail, I found men studying the Bible and felt a calling to share my beliefs. For ten days, I focused on healing and the power of faith.
The night before my court hearing, we studied the story of the just and unjust judge. and the next day My lawyer, concerned about the judge's reputation, for being unjust advised a delay. But I felt convinced - this was the judge I needed to face.
In court, the judge asked me why he should let me go home instead of prison. I explained to him that I had moved to Payson to get away from drugs but that I had relapsed and felt that I had stabbed Jesus in his back but that Jesus turned around smiled and said he was not done blessing me . The judge looked down at me and said well then go home and go about your father’s business.
"Go home," he said, "and go about your father's business." No judge would ever say that These word are written in my heart
This ordeal wasn't about a traffic stop; it was about faith tested and ultimately victorious. There was no reason for the stop, the searches, or the threats. But through it all, I found my purpose and emerged stronger, ready to move forward.