Zack Villalobos

Forever grateful for this team.
Such a blessing to do worship and battle week in and week out with this family!

Happy Resurrection Sunday!

Hey, you! Thank you for loving every version of me.. the driven one, the tired one, the unsure one, and the one still becoming. You never loved me for who I might be someday, you loved me right where I was, and that changed me. I love you for your patience when I’m restless, your strength when I’m worn down, and your grace when I don’t get it right. (Which is all the time 🤷‍♂️) You make love feel safe, steady, and worth fighting for. Being loved by you has taught me how to stay, how to grow, and how to choose someone fully. I don’t take that lightly. I don’t take you lightly… Every version of me is better because of you.

Long post 🚨⬇️
Today was one of the hardest days for a while..
I never got to say goodbye.
Maybe because goodbye never felt right for someone who never really left.

You were more than a pastor — you were the calm in my storm.
When my life got hard, you showed up and stayed.
You didn’t try to fix me with words; you just showed me what grace looks like when it stands quietly beside you.

You used to talk about angels — how they’d surround you when heaven drew near.
I never fully understood… until I started hearing them too.
Every time I sat behind the drums, every time the room filled with worship, I could feel that same presence you described.
And now, when I hear those voices again, I like to think one of them is yours.

You believed in me long before I believed in myself.
You told me I’d be someone someday, but the truth is — I already was, because you saw me.
You taught me how to breathe when my thoughts ran wild, how to listen when God spoke softly, and how to find peace in the middle of chaos.

I wish I could’ve told you thank you one more time.
But I’ll say it now, from my heart to heaven:
Thank you for stepping in when no one else did.
Thank you for seeing who I could be.
Thank you for teaching me to keep playing — even when life went quiet.

The rhythm sounds different now, but I’ll keep it going.
Because you taught me that faith has a sound —
and it never fades when love is real.

Rest easy, Pastor.
You made it home.
And I’ll carry your song with me — always.

•Moments from Camp 2025•
Words can even begin to describe this past week, so I’m not even gonna try and put into words how powerfully God moved!

So grateful for this team!

Talk about forever ago lol
Here’s Burning Ones, lol