I was recently thinking about the parable that Jesus told about the wheat and the tares. My brief study of this story did not uncover a definitive definition of a tare, but the context clearly indicates that the tare did not belong in the wheat field. To summarize the story, a farmer learned an enemy had planted tares throughout his wheat field. His servants offered to eradicate their existence, but the farmer told them he did not want to lose a portion of his harvest by pulling up grains of wheat while digging out the tares. Instead, the farmer instructed to allow both to grown together, and at harvest time, they would simultaneously store the wheat crop in his barn while gathering the collection of tares and setting them on fire.
The moral behind this story is that God refuses to take away the sinner from among those who are serving Him. God is certainly more knowledgeable than me, and He understands how such an extermination could negatively impact those that are growing in their own relationship with Him. So God, in His infinite wisdom, allows us to remain on earth together.
As I further considered some of the implications of this parable, my mind went to an experience that my family and I incurred in the spring of this year. The basement of our home became flooded with a thin layer of water–water that expert later identified as sewer water. It was a mess! As we began the process of hiring companies to clean up the mess and fix the issue, the company informed us that tree roots had invaded our sewer lines, creating a blockage resulting in the backup of sewer water into our basement. During this time, one of the company professionals stated that as disgusting as it sounds, when tree roots successfully infiltrate your lines, it becomes difficult to “evict them from their new home” because sewer water provides great food for tree roots (Am I ever glad that those trees are not fruit trees!).
But if that is the case with tree roots, it also must be the same for our spiritual lives. In my effort to mirror the characteristics of Christ in my life, I often find natural tendencies to revert to old lifestyle practices. Rather than resembling the honesty of Christ, I sometimes model the deceit of my old lifestyle. Instead of reproducing the kindness of the Master, I am inclined to demonstrate the hatefulness of my flesh. In lieu of gravitating toward the patience of Jesus, I often sport the frustrations of my struggles to show grace. Why do I exhibit such ungodly character when I have been transformed by the power of God’s Spirit.
Part of my struggle is the fact that I am battling my own sinful nature inherited from Adam. Every time I seek to make right decisions, my flesh unmasks its unwillingness to submit to the Spirit’s will. Paul, as great as he was, confessed a similar struggle: “18 For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh) nothing good dwells; for to will is present with me, but how to perform what is good I do not find. 19 For the good that I will to do, I do not do; but the evil I will not to do, that I practice. 20 Now if I do what I will not to do, it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells in me. 21 I find then a law, that evil is present with me, the one who wills to do good” (The New King James Version [Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 1982], Ro 7:18–21).
But Paul also recognized that it is possible for us to contribute to the problem: “5 For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit. 6 For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace…13 For if you live according to the flesh you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live” (The New King James Version [Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 1982], Ro 8:5-6, 13). In other words, if we spend our time filling our lives with activities, media, and other influences that build characteristics representative of our old lifestyle, our efforts to produce the clear evidence of God’s Spirit will be futile. Paul went so far as to say, “…those who are in the flesh cannot please God” (The New King James Version [Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 1982], Ro 8:8).
So instead of wasting hard-earned energy by battling spiritual forces with a malnourished spiritual walk, my urging today is, “Don’t feed the weeds.” Examine your daily calendar, your regular habits, and your frequent activities and determine, “Am I taking the actions that will produce wheat, or am I falling prey to my natural tendency to ‘feed the weeds?'”
King Saul jump-started his reign over the Israeli monarchy with such promise. He appears to have been found humbly hiding because of his feelings of inadequacy or unworthiness when learning of God’s selection of him as king. He had eagerly accepted the heroic role of avenger for God’s people when Jabesh-Gilead was threatened by the Ammonite king, Nahash.
But suddenly something changed. Travel with me to my own perceptions from this story. I suggest that somewhere Saul’s humility was ousted by his unrestrained pride as Saul neglected to handcuff his desire for superiority, power, and recognition. He permitted his lust for control to lead to compromise. When Saul knew that God’s injunction required him to destroy the Amalekite nation, Saul chose rebellion and possibly “people-pleasing,” and elected to disobey. Saul rationalized his choice, but rationale must never be permitted to replace requirement.
When Saul absorbed in his spirit God’s rejection of him, Saul then unveiled what was perhaps a previously unseen, frightening flaw in his character. Saul asked for forgiveness, likely out of insincerity, and asked Samuel to go with him to worship. The reading of Saul’s first request might lead the reader to believe that his request for forgiveness was genuine, but later, in 1 Samuel 15:30 NKJV, “30 Then he said, “I have sinned; yet honor me now, please, before the elders of my people and before Israel, and return with me, that I may worship the Lord your God.”
Why “before the elders of my people and before Israel,” Saul? Did the appearance of worship interest you more than the authenticity of worship?
I cannot say for certain about Saul, but I find this often to be the case with others. Their willingness to compromise reveals their lack of commitment in their relationship with God. But even though they are not concerned with being “sold out” to God, they are consumed with appearing to be just as faithful as everyone else.
The delusion of appearances is frightening. Someone’s spiritual state of mind that is satisfied only with how others view them rather than the true picture of their character is a slippery slope that rarely ends well. I myself seek God daily, because I never want to be consumed with appearances. My intention is to please God.
Jr. Bible Quizzing Team Lansing, MI quizzing against Washington 1
Life Christian Church’s Jr. Bible Quizzing team in Lansing, MI traveled last month to Branson, MO for the National Jr. Bible Quizzing Finals sponsored by UPCI Children’s Ministries of the United Pentecostal Church International. After winning tournaments in Indianapolis, IN and Oak Creek, WI, they represented the Michigan District as Michigan 1. Lansing won their first six quizzes in the first round of the nationals finals, guaranteeing no less than a third-place finish. But in the second round of this double-elimination tournament, Lansing secured a victory in a thrilling fashion against South Texas 1, landing them in the championship round of the tournament. Lansing dominated in their final two games against Washington 1, the team that defeated them in the first round, to secure the title of “National Champions.”
Composed of 10-year-old Canaan, 9-year-old Judah, and 7-year-old Selah, this team memorized 259 verses from the gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John from the end of 2024 until mid-2025. Bible Quizzing not only grounds them in spiritual truths from the Word of God, but it also teaches them teamwork, sportsmanship, memorization skills, knowledge retention skills, and much more. These well-round children preparing for the future to make incredible contributions as Michiganders.
The 2026 season is scheduled to begin soon, and we have great anticipation for the Jr. Bible Quizzing team in Lansing, MI due to all of our quizzers possessing at least two more years of eligibility. You can read more about the local church’s Bible Quizzing ministry, and if you have any questions, please do not hesitate to contact us.
Life Christian Church’s 4th Annual Luau-Themed Social Event in Lansing, MI
A Heartwarming Celebration of Fellowship, Fun, and Faith
Hello friends and family of Life Christian Church in Lansing, MI,
Our fourth annual church social event was a huge success, as we came together for a vibrant luau-themed celebration at our fellowship hall. This joyous occasion was filled with delicious food, warm camaraderie, and the contagious sounds of children’s laughter. It was a day of spiritual renewal and family bonding that truly embodied the spirit of our church community.
The event brought together church members and guests alike, as we embraced each other as family. We enjoyed a range of Hawaiian-themed games that brought smiles and laughter to everyone. From passing the papaya and Simon says to the fun tube-themed couple’s race, there was no shortage of excitement. Everyone emerged a winner, thanks to the unforgettable experience we all shared.
One of the highlights was the hula hoop contest and the exciting javelin throw through a floaty tube, adding to the lighthearted atmosphere. The day was filled with infectious joy, and it was a wonderful reminder of the power of community and togetherness at Life Christian Church.
A heartfelt thank you goes to our Pastor Jared Wilkerson, First Lady Erica Welch Wilkerson, Gabe Rangel, Karla Flor Rangel, Sister Alani Stephen, Anna Ferguson, and all our dedicated guests and volunteers who made this event possible. If anyone was inadvertently left out, please accept our apologies – so many hands made this event a reality!
As we close, we reflect on the beautiful words of Psalm 133:1:
“Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!”
May the joy of this celebration continue
I rest my weary body in the church pew after a tiresome week of life. When I arrived this morning, I came with the worries of unpaid bills, unconquered struggles, and a “black hole” of depleted resources. I almost stayed home. I did not want to face the happy greetings of my fellow parishioners, because I did not share their happiness. I did not want to hear the celebratory chatter of excited friends, because I could not join in their delightful dialogue. I did not want to be faced with the dreaded question, “How has your week been?” because I could not provide a blatantly honest answer.
But here I am—once again faithfully forcing myself through the motions of another church service…at least, part of me participates. My mind is already fast forwarding to the benedictory prayer, the closing song, and the final “Amen.” My mind is already reclining in my easy chair, drowning my sorrows in secular activities that will only worsen my already dark mood.
Oh, wait! Now, they are beginning the opening song. I force myself to my feet, clap my hands unenthusiastically, singing the lyrics in a monotone melody, and counting down the minutes until my exhausted body can join my unengaged mind in my comfortable recliner.
We’ve now just finished the second worship song, and I already have my tithing envelope in hand. The service leader will preach a couple of minutes on a topic he thinks will inspire us to give (Truthfully, he rarely is presented the opportunity to preach a full message, so this is his chance to “sneak a preach,” and his inspirational talk metamorphosizes into a five-minute sermonette.). My spirit hopes for his invitation to pray over the offering, simply so that I know he has completed his lecture.
I place my envelope in the offering plate, internalizing my thoughts of the service lasting forever. I patronize the praise team once again as they sing yet another song as I begrudgingly give my tithe, while I coerce my body to continue my lifeless worship routine.
Now it is time for prayer over submitted requests. I have previously petitioned God, seemingly to no avail. My enormous problems were never corrected, my formidable circumstances never shrank, and my lofty ambitions were never realized. Why should I try again? My limping faith barely dragged me through the sanctuary doors. I’m wondering if God will ever alter the floundering course of my life.
Finally, it is time for the pastor to preach. I hope today he runs out of steam in 20 minutes or less. Today is not the day for a lengthy dive into the depths of Scripture. I just want to complete my obligatory attendance to this service so that I can return alone to the billowing waves of my problems.
But this is when my story takes an unexpected turn. Pastor stepped to the podium and read the text of Matthew 21:44 NKJV: “44 And whoever falls on this stone will be broken; but on whomever it falls, it will grind him to powder.”
The pastor’s next words captures my attention. He passionately states, “Sometimes, it is not sufficient for God to break us; there are moments when God has to reduce us to ground powder before He can begin His transformation process into a new vessel.”
“Jeremiah experienced a similar event,” the pastor continued, “when he observed a piece of clay in a potter’s hand that was marred, but the marring was not the story’s conclusion. As long as the clay was in the potter’s hand, the potter continued to work with the ‘messed-up’ clay until the clay could be meticulously molded into the perfect vessel its creator intended it to be.”
As I shift uncomfortably in the pew, tears slowly materialize in the corners of my eyes, as I begin to noiselessly acknowledge that God knows my heart’s condition even better than me. I am demoralized by the powder my life has succumbed to, thinking that change is only a lofty wish for an inevitable conclusion, but now I am reminded that the depth of my brokenness does not disqualify me from my place in the hand of the Master Potter. Even the Potter can do something with the powder.
As I shook violently under the overwhelming grace of God, the pastor summoned the musicians to the platform and invited the remaining attendees to stand, as he concluded.
“Unfortunately, some in this congregation have copied my neighbor’s pattern. Last year, at Halloween, he decorated his yard with an enormous skeleton that reached his roof’s edge. After Halloween, I patiently waited for the decoration’s removal, but it never occurred. Instead of clearing his yard of a figurine that did not belong, he simply began decorating the skeleton for the changing seasons.
“That may sound like a humorous story. But how many of us have struggled to clear our emotional closets of the broken skeletons in our lives and have simply resigned ourselves to their permanent presence? Discouraged by the painful process of removing our rotting trouble, we are tempted to redecorate it, so that our problems blend into the other scenery of life. But instead of accepting my towering problem as permanent, decorating my discarded rubble as an attractive ornament, and attempting to cover the putrid smell of my decomposing issues, I must firmly determine to unclutter the grotesque landscape of my future and invite God to transform me into a new creation.”
I am now slowly strolling to the front to join my fellow congregants. The severity of my struggle did not nullify my place in God’s hand. Instead, it actually padded my credentials for His use. It was the eloquent psalmist and successful king, David, who had fallen into an adulterous affair with Bathsheba and allowed his godly sorrow to produce in him a prayer of repentance, that gratefully admitted in Psalms 51:17 NKJV:
“17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,
A broken and a contrite heart—
These, O God, You will not despise.”
Is my trouble truly the will of God? Is it possible that my struggle is part of His plan? Could the brokenness that I currently suffer be the very condition God was pursuing for my life all along?
Who would have thought that my struggle could be the catalyst that propelled me to my greatest strengths and prepared me for what God has next? I refuse to be blinded by my mistake and instead permit my brokenness to fixate on my mission and my transformation.
Others have discarded us because of our struggle, but the abandoned powder of our lives is no less than a shunned army. The “discarders” have not yet realized the potential that lies in our brokenness.
Raymond Woodward said, in a series that he taught on The Master’s Twelve, that the disciples truly were ordinary, and many of them possessed nothing and existed as nothing, but that is a great place for God to begin His work. After all, He commenced Creation with nothing, leading me to conclude God can use me, even when my brokenness has now deteriorated to ground powder. I might be powder, but at least I am broken, and thankfully, God can employ the powder after He has deconstructed my pride from my life.
I was reading the Bible this week, and though I’ve read passages using this phrase before, this week I was struck by it a little differently. Throughout the Bible, especially in the Old Testament, there are numerous passages that describe God as the “Lord of hosts.” Why would God specifically feel the need to describe himself as the One Who is in charge of multitudes?
Just prior to Jesus’ arrest, He instructed Peter to put his sword away and not defend Him at that particular juncture. In Matthew 26:53 NKJV, Jesus asked him, “…do you think that I cannot now pray to my Father, and He will provide Me with more than twelve legions of angels?” Here, it seems Jesus was reminding Peter of his position as “Lord of hosts.”
To be Lord of hosts means that God has all of the resources He needs at His disposal. He doesn’t require any assistance, and He doesn’t possess any weaknesses. God is never stumped by a question nor paralyzed by a problem. After all, He has hosts simply waiting with baited breath for Him to give the Word.
Recent marketing strategies have frightened many consumers. Many years ago, I spent two and a half years in digital marketing, and I was amazed at the technological advances that existed then. I was impressed that someone could perform an Internet search using their search engine, but then open their social media and be immediately inundated with ads relating to their previous research on a completely different platform. With the advent of Siri, Google Voice, Alexa, Bixby, and others, I am convinced we sign away rights when using a smart phone that allow them to listen in to conversations and use the data from those conversations to display relevant ads in our individual digital experiences. As a result, that must mean these voices represented by artificial intelligence are always listening for the keyword that allows us to use hands-free technology.
That’s exactly the way I envision the hosts that serve God. They are waiting in the wings of the throne room in anticipation for God to give the word and put them to work. I don’t know exactly how hosts work, but whatever they are doing prior to God deploying them for His kingdom, there is one thing that I believe they are doing–listening. The moment God gives the word, they are off like an eager horse at the starting gate of the Kentucky Derby.
Elisha stepped out of his home to see the local city surrounded by the Syrian army, yet Elisha remained unwavering. His servant was terrified by the formidable army, but Elisha remained at peace. When the servant cried out the despairing cry, “What do we do?” Elisha calmly said, “Don’t worry. There are more with us than there are with them” and then asked God to open the servant’s eyes to see the angelic hosts that were also present. It is common for us see the multiplication of the enemy’s hosts and yet miss the hosts that God has ready to utilize for our assistance. So remember: even when it seems like the enemy has stacked the odds against you, there are hosts that you cannot see that God has at the ready.
Be encouraged by this concept today. The fact that God is the Lord of hosts means whenever He sees you are in need, He has plenty of resources to assist. God is at the ready the moment that you call to Him.