Overview

Josh Harmony is a songwriter, musician, visual artst, surfer and former

professional skateboarder from Southern California. After sending a VHS tape of

compiled skateboarding footage to Toy Machine Skateboards, Josh was added to

the team and began his career. Gracing the covers of Thrasher and Transworld

skateboarding magazines, he quickly gained notoriety in the skateboarding world

while adding additional sponsors such as RVCA, Etnies and Fallen. At 19, Josh had

an encounter with the Holy Spirit and gave his life to Jesus. Following his

conversion, he found himself in a unique positon to share the love of God

with some of the most unlikely individuals in the darkest of countercultures.

Although always interested in art and music, at 26 he sustained a debilitating hip

injury that pushed him further into the comfort of creativity. While healing from

surgery and with the help of his sponsors, Josh began writing/recording music and

painting. Josh's music has since been used in a variety of skateboarding/surf

videos and commercials over the years including surfer John John Florence's 'View

From a Blue Moon' as well as Harley Davidson's Milwaukee engine launch. For art,

he has had various exhibitons from Los Angeles to New York and contributed

paintings and illustrations utilized by RVCA in their artist network

program/clothing. Josh lives in Costa Mesa, California with his

wife Jenna and their 3 boys. Together, Josh and Jenna run the children and youth

ministry at their Church, Pacific Point. Josh is currently in the process of ministerial ordination

to follow the call of God into the ministry full time as a pastor.

Josh’s Testimony

My first understanding of the gospel was at six years of age. My parents were faithful in

explaining the fall of man, sin and my need for Jesus as my savior. I asked Christ to forgive

me of my sins and be Lord of my life. Some short time after, I remember looking out over my

school and sensing the Spirit of God and his love around me as a child.

At 17 my love for skateboarding grew and I prayed that if God would allow me to be a

professional skateboarder, I would let my light shine and would share my faith in that world.

God impressed on my heart that he would open that door. In the following year, God

opened the door for sponsorship. I then graduated high school early to start traveling the

world and skateboard professionally. Sometime in my 18th year, I moved out of my parent’s

house and into an apartment with some fellow team riders. This time of my life really

challenged my faith as the other guys I lived with were not believers. I often confided in my

older brother Nate who was a big help for me intellectually due to his studies as an

apologetics major.

At 19 years old out at a party with friends, I partook of some cannabis that had been laced

with cocaine. This sent my body into a fit of shakes, muscle spasms and FEAR. My

roommate took me back to our apartment and helped me into my room. That night I

just felt so lost. So condemned. I remember sensing the demonic in my room mocking and

ridiculing me. I tried to read scripture and pray but it was impossible. It was a night of fear

and dread.

The following morning, I drove from my apartment in Long Beach to my parent’s house in

Rancho Cucamonga. I had explained to my dad what had happened and that I felt

separated from God. His response was, “You know what to do, ask Jesus to forgive you and

he will” . I had prayed that throughout the night and still felt off, so I made up my mind that I

needed to be baptized in the backyard pool. After my dad baptized me in the chilly water, I

retreated to what was my previous room and knelt next to my old bed. Jesus’ words “What

does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and yet loses his soul” were ringing in my

being.

The realization of how short life is and how significant eternity is, led me to cry out to the

Lord and say something to the effect of “Lord, I’ll quit skating, I’ll do whatever you want me

to do. I lay down my life, my pride and my future. Please forgive me. I’m yours and I want to

know that I’m saved”. For the first time in my life, I was all in. I remember the sense of God’s

Spirit fall on me like a blanket of love and his Spirit say to me “I love you and I forgive you; I

love you and I forgive you”. Following this experience, I pressed hard into my career as a

professional skateboarder.

God opened all kinds of doors for me with covetable sponsorships; magazine covers and

interviews. He opened the door for me to share the gospel, and I did. This also led to many

ministry opportunities in various countries over the span of my 14 year career.

As to be expected in any athletic career, the injuries came. The most notable being the

destruction of cartilage in my right hip around 2009. I lost a significant amount of mobility

in my hip and then had a surgery that made things even worse to the point where I couldn’t

tie my shoe. I picked up my guitar, went after God and started writing music. He used songs

that I wrote during this period of life in various skateboard ministry videos along with

placements in larger surf video releases, including a John John Florence video part for

Billabong. I began growing as a worship artist and the Lord opened doors for that purpose

at churches and festivals. I eventually found a doctor who was able to perform hip

resurfacing surgery which extended the life of my skateboarding career until about 2015.

In 2013 before my skate careers end, I had a dream where I was conscious, and God was

showing me something that would come to pass. With darkness all around and no one with

me besides my family, we were walking on sand and struggling. I also realized I had another

child besides our 2 boys with me on my shoulders. We walked with difficulty for some time.

Then plywood boards from the left and the right came swooping in as a path. We stepped

up onto the plywood boards and found great relief. We kept walking on the plywood boards

and eventually came to a kind of warehouse garden. We were so refreshed with excitement

and provision. I didn’t know what any of this meant at the time, but I would soon find out a

couple of years later.

Fast forward to 2015 my career as a professional skateboarder ended when my payments

were clipped to allocate funds toward new riders. It was a good run and I’m very thankful

for that season of life. I searched all around Southern California for a position that would

provide for my family to no avail. Looking back, I probably should have stuck it out and

waited for God to open doors, but I had a brother-in-law who had a friend who worked for a

great company out in Minneapolis that was hiring. So I took the gig with hopes of the

American dream, sold our house in Long Beach and we moved to Eden Prairie, Minnesota.

The transition, the location, the isolation, the weather and all took its toll on me and

depression set in. I felt like a tree stump with all its branches cut off. I began to doubt God

and his love due to getting caught in all kinds of intellectual dichotomies. I struggled that

God would make the world, knowing that the majority of people would die and go to hell. It

seemed better for none of it to exist at all. I did not have enough faith at the time or

experience with the higher concepts of the seemingly paradoxical. To make matters worse,

I had made some friends with people who played music but were also dabbling in theoccult.

I didn’t realize the spiritual consequences at the time, but I would be told my

fortune and say things like ‘wow that’s so true’ or ‘what you said was real’, etc. Due to the

torture of cognitive dissonance, I began to position myself intellectually to a state of

agnosticism. I began to read and wonder about different faiths, study philosophy and

wonder if there might be some kind of better explanation for everything. I believed there

must be a higher power due to the organization and irreducible complexity of reality, but I

couldn’t make sense of it all.

Things were getting so dark that my wife Jenna and I decided to move back to California.

After considering it for some time we decided on Costa Mesa. Jenna had a Holy Spirit

moment where a ray of light shinned through the window on her Chuck Smith study bible

that highlighted the word Costa Mesa. Amid selling our house, I received a phone call from

an old friend Melody in New Zealand of drop deep, an action sports ministry that was

connected to New Zealand festivals. She told me on the phone that God told her that I was

supposed to come to New Zealand to a festival she was organizing. I let her know that I was

not in a good place in my faith, but she was persistent and called me multiple times to

convince me that God told her I needed to go to New Zealand for the festival. I made a deal

with her that if we were settled in California during the time that she would book my flight,

that I would go. I would not share my faith but would skate and be a part of the art show,

etc.

After selling our house in Eden, Prairie, my wife and I went on an apartment hunt in Costa

Mesa that came to no avail after four days of trying to secure a place for our family. On the

fourth day we gave up, realizing there was no other places for rent in the entire area. In our

defeated state, we drove toward a restaurant down 21st St. and a woman stopped abruptly

in front of us to let her kids out to play at the school. As we were stopped, I looked to my

right and saw a for rent sign that had an address. We excitedly drove to the address and

pulled over to the side of the road. While sitting in the car, I was in the middle of typing the

number on the sign when the owner pulled up next to me and asked “Are you here for the

place for rent? I’m the owner and can show it to you right now. ” After seeing the place, she

said “This feels like a God thing and that you guys are supposed to live here. ” She rented it

to us on the spot. As we were leaving, I sensed the words ‘I choose your dwelling place and

not you’.

After moving in, I received a call from Melody in New Zealand, and since we had found a

place to live, I was festival bound. After the seven days in Aukland, there was a worship

night, where all the worship bands got together on stage to praise God. I watched the

people worship from the forest up the hill and felt exhausted. I remember hearing the joy

that everyone had and I prayed through my clouded and doubting being, “God, there’s a lot

that I don’t understand, but if you’re real, and you care about me, I won’t resist you. ” The

following day before my flight back to California, Melody and her ministry friends took

everyone to breakfast. During the breakfast, there was a woman of maybe 83 years of age

that looked at me and said, “Do you have anyone in your life that does tarot cards or

astrology?” I said that I did, and she responded, “I can see that you have demonic

oppression in your life, and I want to pray for you”.

I was a little hesitant at first because I didn’t want to be manipulated yet in my exhaustion,

decided that I wouldn’t resist. Out in a car on a Wellington city block this little old lady and

Melody prayed for me and went through a series of prayers and renunciations against the

occult. She asked me a series of questions that revealed that I had given authority to the

enemy in certain areas of my life. In my mind I was parked in neutral, not resisting, but also

not really believing. I was led in a series of declarations of authority by the blood of Jesus,

and then she prayed for me again. Out of nowhere, something shifted in the atmosphere

and a weight was lifted from my shoulders. I felt lighter. A great number of tears then flowed

from my eyes. Jesus had delivered me. And like a sheep set free from its leg caught in a

trap, I didn’t care about the things I didn’t understand. Because it was Jesus that set me

free. I then knew and trusted Him for who He is beyond the things I couldn’t make sense of

intellectually.

After returning home from New Zealand, my family and I started to attend a church in

Huntington Beach called Branches, which was a bit of a drive, but we had friends there we

knew and trusted. One day on the way to the beach with my family I spotted a cool looking

car with some surfboards on it. As I drove up next to the car, I saw that it was Grant Noble,

who at the time was a sponsored surfer for the clothing company RVCA that I was

sponsored by for skateboarding. We said our hello’s but there was a weightiness to the

encounter where the Holy Spirit was moving strong in me. So much so that I couldn’t let it

go. So, I reached out to Grant on Instagram and sent him a message saying, “Hey Grant, do

you believe in God?” He said that he did and invited me to a bible study called “No Swell

Club”. He also invited us to his church Pacific Point which just so happened to meet at

Kaiser Elementary across the street from the apartment that God led us to. When we

attended that Sunday, Chris Blue came up to the stage for announcements and said, “We

pray for churches in the area every week and today we are praying for Branches in HB”. The

Lord had led us to our new church home and family.

Fun fact, we later learned that the first meeting Pacific point Church had at the school

across the street from our apartment was the same day we moved in. September 11, 2018.

Shortly after finding our new church home, I was invited to help with the Vans US Open of

Surfing on the VIP, Catering and Welcome Center of the weeklong contest. On the last day,

my family came to pick me up and as we were walking out of the contest area, I ran into an

old professional skateboarder and previous ministry partner, Christian Hosoi. He looked at

me and said, “Welcome back to California, isn’t God so good!?” As he was saying these

words, I looked down and realized that I was standing on the plywood boards laid in paths

across the sand from my dream. In that moment, God was reminding me that he was with

me and knew everything I would go through. Shortly after this experience, I was hired full-

time with Vans. This opened up a wonderful season of work during which my wife and I

were asked to run the children’s ministry at Pacific Point Church.

Since then, my wife and I have been in a season of being planted, growing in community,

and learning evermore of God’s faithfulness. We are so thankful for his leading hand,

directing each and every one of our steps. We have been faithfully serving as children’s

ministry leaders and I have been leading the No Swell Club with Jeremiah since it’s near

inception. In the past couple of years Jeremiah and I have seen the Lord use our ministry to

bring great change in the lives of the young men we disciple.

Over the past year I have been feeling the stirrings of change on the horizon but did not

want to leave my position with Vans without complete confirmation from the Lord. That

came in early May 2025 when my role was eliminated. So now here I am sharing my story

prayerfully walking into the next season of life that the Lord has for me. God is calling me into full time

ministry and I look forward to serving Jesus in sharing the gospel, discipling, shepherding, teaching

and creative worship. Soli Deo Gloria.

-Josh Harmony

Isaiah 6:8

Then I heard the Lord asking, “Whom should I send as a messenger to this people? Who

will go for us?” I said, “Here I am. Send me.”