Pastors' Blog

By Pioneer Pastors

Mar
24
March 24, 2026
By Prescott Khair

There is a quiet reality on our campus. Students who attend their classes but skip their meals.
Families who stretch one box of cereal across a week. Graduate students who carry family expectations and hopes in addition to their full course loads and empty pantries.

Food insecurity is not somewhere else. It is here. On our campus. In our classrooms. In our pews. And that should matter to us.

In Luke 3:11, John the Baptist said, 

“Anyone who has two shirts should share with the one who has none, and anyone who has food should do the same.”

It is not complicated theology. It is discipleship in human flesh.

Centuries later, another preacher, Basil of Caesarea, wrote in his Homily to the Rich:

“The bread which you hold back belongs to the hungry; the coat which you guard in your closet belongs to the naked.”

In both John the Baptist’s and  Basil’s agrarian world, excess was rare but it was life-threatening for someone else. The line between surplus and survival was thin.

We live in a technological society where scarcity is less visible. We can order delivery for dinner while someone down the block or the dormitory hall quietly rations ramen. We can stockpile without ever seeing the face of the one who lacks.

 

Fasting Reorients the Heart

As Adventists, we don’t typically observe Lent. Yet, many around us are leaning into a season of intentional fasting and self-denial. The intention behind the fast is to reorient the heart and life around Jesus as a routine discipline in their spiritual lives.

In Matthew 6:16–18, Jesus assumes we will fast. He doesn’t say if you fast, but when you fast. And he warns us not to perform it for applause. No ashes, gloomy faces or theatrics. Instead, it should be secret and sincere.

Fasting is not a health fad. It’s a deliberate dependence on God.

Sometimes we fast from things that are detrimental to our physical or spiritual health. Sometimes we fast from good things that have quietly crowded out our need for Jesus. 

Food. Busyness, Media. Noise. Achievement. Money. Or, even, Ministry.  

Fasting exposes dependence. It reminds us that we are not self-sustaining creatures. When we feel the ache of hunger, we remember that we are sustained by God’s grace alone.

 

But Fasting Must Move Beyond Us

While fasting might be what you need to reorient your heart to God. It is also an opportunity to serve those less fortunate. To fast is to stand, even briefly, in solidarity with those for whom hunger is not a discipline but a daily reality. In fasting, we choose what others endure and live in embodied empathy. 

While fasting, some take the money they would have spent on meals and give it to those in need. Others take the time they would have spent watching the next episode on Netflix and invest that time in service. Some take their excess and give to those seeking basic sustenance. 

There is no prescribed method but, the point is movement from self to neighbor.

 

Manna Food Pantry 

On this campus, one tangible way to live this out is through the Manna Food Pantry. 

Manna exists because food insecurity exists here. There are students balancing tuition, rent, textbooks, family obligations, and unexpected emergencies. When budgets tighten, groceries are often the first thing reduced. Hunger becomes normalized. Stigma keeps it quiet.

But no student should have to choose between bills and dinner.
No student should try to concentrate in class while wondering how to stretch the next meal.

If you are considering a fast, consider this: what if the money saved became groceries on someone else’s table? What if the hours reclaimed became volunteer time sorting and distributing donations? What if our private discipline became public mercy?

If you are interested in aiding those dealing with Food Insecurity a donation guide is listed below.

 

Drop off locations:

1. The Counseling & Testing Center, Bell Hall Suite 123

2. Campus & Student Life office (Campus Center main floor)

3. University Towers front desk

 

ITEMS NEEDED

 

 

Canned Goods

Vegetables (low sodium)

Fruits (in juice or water)

Beans (black, pinto, chickpeas)

Tuna or salmon(in water)

Soups & chili (low-sodium, hearty)

 

 

Grains & Staples

Brown rice, quinoa, lentils

Whole wheat pasta

Rolled oats

Dry beans

 

 

Boxed Foods

Whole grain cereal (low sugar)

Instant oatmeal (plain)

Mac & cheese (whole grain preferred)

Granola

 

 

Protein-Rich Items

Peanut/almond butter (no added sugar)

Nuts & seeds (unsalted)

Protein bars (wholesome ingredients)

Shelf-stable tofu

 

 

Dairy Alternatives & Shelf-Stable

Powdered milk

Shelf-stable plant-based milk
(soy, oat, almond)

Cheese spreads

 

 

Pantry Essentials

Cooking oil (olive or vegetable)

Salt, pepper, herbs & spices

Vinegar (apple cider, white, etc.)

 

 

Other Additions

Female Sanitary Products 

Toothbrushes and Toothpaste

Deodorants 

Shampoo

 

 

Please Avoid

Perishable items
(fresh produce, dairy, meats)

Opened or expired products

 

 

 

 

Mar
18
March 18, 2026
By John Glass

Years ago, I pastored a church that included a literature evangelist as a member. I remember accompanying him a couple of times, and during one of those times, we ended up in a large hot tub at the local YMCA. While we were soaking, another fellow joined us, and within minutes the literature evangelist started speaking to him. When the fellow discovered we were Seventh-day Adventists, he said that his Sunday pastor had been an SDA, like us—and as a matter of fact had attended the Seminary in Berrien Springs. That immediately intrigued me. There was a story I wanted to hear. 

That Sabbath the literature evangelist asked if I wanted to go to the fellow’s church the next morning? Of course!  So, dressed in our Sabbath best with Bibles tucked under our arms we showed up at the church. I don’t know whether the pastor of the church thought we were a couple of Mormons or not, but we sat in his Sunday School class that he was teaching that morning. As I remember, the lesson was about God communicating with people, including via the Urim and Thummim. “You know what those are?” he asked the class. They didn’t know. I motioned with my shoulders, and the pastor, who caught my motion, immediately exclaimed, “You’re Seventh-day Adventists: they’re the only ones who know anything about them.”  

An interesting relationship began with the Sunday pastor.  I stopped a couple of times during the following week to visit him, and he told me his story.  What motivated him away from the Seventh-day Adventist church? It was Obedience! He couldn’t figure out why, if we’re saved by faith alone, is it necessary to be obedient?  I had never heard that question before, so I told him I’d put some study into it and let him know what I discovered.  

As it turned out, thanks to a message by the GC President Elder Folkenberg at that time, I found a precise Bible answer to his question. I created a sermon and then tried to get the Sunday pastor to come to church on the Sabbath, where I was going to preach it. Unfortunately, he didn’t come, which disappointed me. Whether he ever learned the answer, I do not know, but a few weeks after our conversation, he moved to the Chicago area. I have often wondered what became of him.  

SO, what is the Bible's answer to obedience? 

It is true that “In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace.” (Ephesians 1:7 NKJV) We can’t add anything to what Jesus has already done for us, and we are just kidding ourselves if we think that we can earn salvation rather than relying totally upon Him. And, I’m grateful for the answer found in 1 John 2:3-6. (NIV) It states: “We know that we have come to know him if we keep his commands. Whoever says, “We know him, but does not do what he commands is a liar, and the truth is not in that person. But if anyone obeys his word, love for God is truly made complete in them. This is how we know we are in him. Whoever claims to live in him must live as Jesus did.”  

True, our obedience doesn’t save us. But, it serves as an outward sign of inward faith, confirming that one has truly come to know Him!

Mar
11
March 11, 2026
By Daniel Biaggi

We’ve had a few teasing days of sunshine here in Berrien Springs. The snow melted just enough for us to spot grass and the brave little plants underneath. It felt like winter had finally loosened its grip.

And then… more snow.

The cold that seemed to be packing its bags decided to stay a little longer. It makes you wonder: Will winter ever step aside and let spring take over? Were those sunny days just a preview of something better — or a false alarm?

We know how this works. Spring follows winter. Summer comes next. Then fall. Then winter again. The cycle is predictable.

And yet, when we’re in the middle of a season, it’s amazing how quickly we start wishing for the next one.

In the heat of summer, we say, “When will those cool autumn evenings come? I can’t wait to see the trees change color.”
Or maybe it’s more desperate: “I’m so done with these bugs! Please, let the cold come and take them away!”
Then in the fall, we’re tired of raking leaves every other day and start dreaming of a quiet snowfall covering everything like a clean white blanket.

Before long, we can slip into a pattern of living in one season while constantly wishing it away — always waiting for the next thing.

Let me ask you: Is that a healthy way to live?

Don’t answer too quickly. Sit with it for a moment.

I think there are reasons we might say both yes and no.

Think about the Israelites during the Exodus. Under the leadership of Moses, they left Egypt — a place of slavery and bondage, yes, but also the only life they had known. They had some security and routine. But now, they had seen God’s power. They had witnessed miracles. They were free!

And yet… they were in the wilderness.

Day after day, walking through the desert. Not in bondage anymore, but not yet in the Promised Land. It’s not hard to imagine how discouraging that must have felt. Some even said, “Was it because there were no graves in Egypt that you brought us to the desert to die?” (Ex. 14:12). A few wanted to go back. Many were simply weary.

Here’s what I find beautiful: in that in-between season, God gave them manna.

Not a year’s supply.
Not a month’s supply.
Just enough for that day.

If they tried to store it, it spoiled. They had to wake up each morning and trust Him again.

What a lesson for us.

God didn’t rush them straight from Egypt to “a land flowing with milk and honey.” He sustained them daily in the wilderness. The manna kept their focus on what God was doing that day — while still trusting what He would do in the future.

Jesus echoes this in the book of Matthew: “Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.”

Do we see signs of the times for us now? We know hard seasons will come. We also know they don’t last forever, and a better season is also coming. The same God who holds the future is holding today.

Look at the life of Joseph. The God who gave him dreams and a coat of many colors was the same God who was with him when his brothers sold him into slavery. The same God was with him as he worked in the house of Potiphar, in the prison, and later in the palace serving under Pharaoh.

Joseph didn’t waste his prison season waiting for the palace. He served faithfully wherever he was. He understood who he ultimately worked for. He made the best of each season without losing sight of God’s promises.

He even told his family near the end of his life, “God will surely visit you.” He trusted that the story wasn’t over — but he also lived fully in the chapter he was given.

Maybe that’s the balance.

Yes, it’s okay to long for spring when it’s cold.
Yes, it’s natural to hope for better days.

But we don’t have to put life on hold while we wait.

Winter has its beauty. So does the wilderness. So does the prison before the palace.

May we live with quiet confidence in whatever season we find ourselves. May we trust that God is not only preparing our future, but actively working in our present. And as we move forward, may we keep “waiting for our blessed hope, the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ” — not passively, but faithfully, right here and right now.

Feb
11
February 11, 2026
By John Glass

It’s been a few years since I heard Pastor Ron Halvorsen tell the following story, but when he came to an area to conduct evangelistic meetings, he always wanted prayer warriors to do “prayer walking”. Describing the process, he said it means that a person is to walk through a neighborhood and offer a prayer for each house he/she walk by. As Pastor Halversen was encouraging the church members to do it, one elderly lady objected. She said that she wasn’t up to knocking on doors like that. Pastor Ron told her that she didn’t have to knock on any doors; she just had to offer a prayer as she walked by. “Do you think you could do that?” he asked. “Well, I can try.”

Several weeks later, she ran into trouble. As she approached one particular home, she felt distinctly impressed that she should go knock on the door. She started arguing with the Spirit, “I don’t have to do that. My evangelist said I don’t have to.” The Spirit didn’t give up, and finally she, quite reluctantly, went to the door. When the lady answered the door, the prayer walker, sort of embarrassed, tried to explain that she was the neighborhood prayer walker and that she had been praying for each of the homes. The lady immediately responded that her husband was in the hospital and very ill, and would she please pray for him? So, she did.

I don’t remember every detail that followed, except that she continued her walks, faithfully praying—especially for that husband.

One day, as she approached the house, the door opened, and the lady called her to come in. So, she did. With a huge smile on her face, the lady told the walker that she wanted her to meet someone. She introduced her husband, who, thanks to the walker’s prayers, was now at home and completely well.

Inspired by this experience, the prayer walker began distributing printed cards to the homes where she had been praying. Before long, the neighbors didn’t turn first to their churches or pastors—they reached out directly to their prayer walker.

While walking is important for our physical health, it is just as vital, spiritually, to pray as we walk. Try it for yourself! There’s no need to knock on doors—unless the Spirit prompts you for a special purpose.

Blessings to you as your prayers make a difference in the neighborhood where you walk!  

Jan
21
January 21, 2026
By Daniel Biaggi

I was looking through the window, marveling at the snowflakes and the beautiful winter scenery, and I found myself thinking, "how much longer will this cold winter last?" We are in the middle of January; therefore, we probably still have a few cold months ahead of us. It will be tremendously important to stay warm during this time. Have we made provisions for that?

Then I remembered a Japanese proverb: “One kind word can warm three winter months.” What a precious thought! Let’s put it into practice and keep warm! Yet, we don’t need to look only to Japanese wisdom; we know biblical proverbs that speak powerfully about the importance of words. I would like to share a few of them here.

Proverbs 15:23 “To make an apt answer is a joy to a man, and a word in season, how good it is!”
Whatever season of life we are in, whatever winter we may be going through, let us use kind words with one another.

Proverbs 16:24 “Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.”
If we want to remain healthy this winter, let us choose gracious words. And there is even more about our health:

Proverbs 15:4 “A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but perverseness in it breaks the spirit.”
We may need a “windbreaker” when we go outside but let us not break one another’s spirit.

Proverbs 15:1 “A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.”
Let us be peacemakers and use words that do not provoke anger.

Proverbs 18:21 “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.”
What a tremendous power we have been given. Let us use it to encourage, to build up, and to help one another stay warm during the winter.

May all of us keep warm this winter. May we use kind words.

Psalm 19:14 “Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.”

Jan
14
January 14, 2026
By John Glass

Years ago when I was in college here, I discovered a stack of LOOK magazines downstairs in the library. As I remember LOOK usually had a lot of photos, which I found interesting. One of the articles focused on a team of medical people from Loma Linda who regularly travelled down into Inter and South America to bring medical attention to people who wouldn’t get any if it weren’t for them—and a few who flew in from other medical schools. The article quoted one of the women as saying, “Your medicine is the same, but the touch of your hands is different.” That is a quote I’ve never forgotten. Imagine: a touch you can never forget. Ever had one? What do you think the touch of an angel would feel like? 

I had just finished my Junior year at Andrews and had at last agreed to canvass the following summer, only I needed a car which I didn’t have. I’d been praying about getting one when one day—I think it was the Holy Spirit who spoke to me—“What kind of car do you think God is going to provide?” I figured an old-as-dirt Buick that burned oil which I wouldn’t really like. I think the Lord must have smiled and shaken His head. 

I was scheduled to be at Andrews the following Wednesday, then in Racine, Wisconsin, on Thursday for a field class in evangelism with Don Jacobson. My mother graciously volunteered to increase the amount she owed a local bank, which put a real limit on the kind of car I could afford. 

We spent that weekend driving around Flint fruitlessly looking for a car. Tuesday morning we were driving up to Vassar to the dealership where the father of one of my friends worked. On the way, going through Millington I suddenly felt hands on both sides of my face turning my head to look beside a car dealership at a Chevy parked beside the building. I had my mother pull over and I went into the business to ask about that green Chevy. 

It belonged to one of the mechanics, and yes, it was for sale—at an affordable price! I immediately liked it and ended up buying it, having it serviced, and then driving to Andrews the next day to pick up my roommate and head out Thursday morning. I named it Betsy, and Betsy taught me many things about God that I needed to know. But those hands that guided me then: warm, soft, yet with incredible strength within—so memorable. 

That was the first time. The next time was years later, on a pleasantly warm, beautiful day in Michigan. 

Two others and I were driving north on I-75 just south of the Zillwaukee bridge near Saginaw. We were playing highway alphabet, and I was winning when suddenly, those hands were on my face, turning my head to look ahead—at a flatbed semi sitting there absolutely still: the bridge was up, and traffic was at a standstill. At 75 mph, all I had time to do was flip the steering wheel left and then right. The car spun out and stalled. I felt someone staring at me. It was the flatbed driver with an absolutely pale face. “Are you OK?” “I think so,” I replied. I started the car and pulled around behind the truck, which was when I realized that, thanks to that angel, we had been seconds from being killed. I wonder if it was the same angel? 

One day, in a better place, I hope to meet that angel—or perhaps both of them—whose touch, guided by our Heavenly Father, changed the course of my life. I’m going to say a big thank you and give the biggest hug I can. Thank You, Heavenly Father, for the life-saving ministry of angels!

Jan
7
January 7, 2026
By Jonathan Garcia

If you have ever had the privilege of reading the parable of the Good Samaritan, found in Luke 10:25–37, you likely know the beauty and wonder behind an incredible individual giving their absolute all to the cause of another. If you have not read it, I encourage you to do so and allow the brilliance of this passage to illuminate your life. For in this story, we see Jesus depicting the character we ought to have if we desire to live eternally with Him.

Without reserve, the protagonist in the story draws near to the critically injured man on the road, and Scripture says that when all others neglected him, this Samaritan “came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn, and took care of him” (Luke 10:33–34).

You can already see quite easily that Jesus is referring to an individual with a self-sacrificing character as the standard to live in accordance with the melody of heaven, for anything else would be a discordant note. The Samaritan, however, does not stop here, but the story continues: “The next day he took out two denarii and gave them to the innkeeper. ‘Look after him,’ he said, ‘and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have’” (Luke 10:35).

The Samaritan did not do this out of obligation to his own kin; in fact, it was understood that the men did not share a common background. There was no expected benefit in giving all his time, energy, and financial resources to this man. The Samaritan did this out of a glad and cheerful heart, out of an overflow from something beyond him, a spring of water welling up into eternal life.

Matthew 25:40 says, “‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’”

Harbor of Hope has only been able to live this out because of the strength and leadership of Pastor Jharony Gibbs and several other leaders. Because of this, Harbor of Hope has become a beacon of hope in the community and has raised awareness of life-giving messages and lifestyles.

This season, the Harbor of Hope Church, the Benton Harbor community, and I, Pastor Jonathan Garcia, thank her for all the self-sacrificing time, energy, and more that she has poured out in furthering the kingdom of God. When there was someone hungry, when there were those who thirsted, when a stranger was in need, Pastor Jharony was there and present.

So for this, we say thank you. As we press on into a new year, let us hold a zeal in our hearts to have the spirit of heaven and to minister to those around us.

Dec
3
December 3, 2025
By John Glass

Have you ever wondered what to get someone for Christmas? Here is a story that should be a help, particularly for younger persons.

Jimmy lived about three blocks down the street from an elderly woman who lived by herself. Somehow, he got into doing odd jobs for her—like mowing her lawn. She never paid him anything, but she did tell him that come Christmas, he’d get a nice gift. At that point, Jimmy began to picture a new bicycle standing beside the Christmas tree. 

Christmas morning, Jimmy’s father had to practically sit on him to keep him from tearing down the street to the lady’s house. “Jimmy, you’ve got to give her time to get out of bed, get dressed, and have some breakfast before you go see her.” Finally, his father told him it was OK for him to go see her.

“Well, Jimmy,” she said, “you came for your Christmas gift. I have it right here.” What she handed him was a very thinly wrapped package about the size of a notebook paper. You might say Jimmy was broken-hearted over not getting a bicycle. He swallowed hard and said, “Thank you,” and left to go home. 

Jimmy’s father was naturally curious about what Jimmy may have received. When the package was opened, inside were three sheets (8 1/2” x 11”) of something he didn’t have a clue as to what they were. “Jimmy,” his father said, “what you’re looking at is what is called carbon paper. You put it between two sheets of empty paper, and when you write on one, the carbon paper makes a copy on the next sheet.” 

Jimmy wasn’t very pleased, but a few days later, he started using the paper to make some copies of whatever he was writing at the time. By the time he was finished, there wasn’t a speck of carbon on even one of those three sheets. Looking back on it, Jimmy later said those were the reasons why he ended up becoming a writer. His name? James Michener. After that he always said that adults should give children a gift that will have a positive impact on their future life—like writing. 

In case you’re not sure what to give a young person as a gift this Christmas, you may want to say a few prayers for God to guide you in your choice, and that He will help you pick something that will have a long-range impact on their life.

Make sense? I think so. Best wishes for your choice/s. 

Nov
19
November 19, 2025
By Daniel Biaggi

It seems to be a trend these days. If you've been following the blog over the past few weeks, you've probably noticed that the inspiration comes from the wonderful changes in nature. Walking the streets of Berrien Springs and the surrounding roads around Andrews has been a recent reminder of the immense beauty that still exists—even in a fallen and polluted world.

Jesus' direct interactions with nature are numerous in the biblical record. To begin with, He often used everyday events or situations in nature to teach spiritual truths (like the "mustard seed" in Matthew 13:31–32, the "birds" in Matthew 6:26, or the "signs of the times" in Matthew 16:2–3). Sometimes His illustrations were simply invitations to reflect, as in the case of the "lilies" in Matthew 6:28–30.

But there were also those moments when Jesus altered nature in extraordinary ways. One example is when He "rebukes the storm" and the winds and waves "obey" Him (Matthew 8:23–27). In a similar situation on the lake, Jesus "walks on the water" (Matthew 14:22–33) and even enables Peter to walk on the water for a brief moment as well. I wonder about the mechanics of such a miracle—did He make the water denser, did a school of fish support them from below, or did He grant the human body a momentary ability to levitate? We don't know. But we are certain that they walked on water, and that something happened to cause Peter to sink—leading Jesus, after rescuing him, to say: "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?"

Another moment, also involving a fish and also involving Peter, is when God sends a fish to Peter carrying the coin needed to pay their taxes (Matthew 17:24–27).

These interactions become increasingly fascinating—sometimes unexpected, and in some cases difficult to fully understand.

One such example is what I want to share with you today. Looking at the streets and trees during this season here in Michigan reminded me of the event recorded in Matthew 21:18–22. It's true that in that Bible episode it was spring, not autumn like it is here now. But even then, some trees were just beginning to blossom, while one stood already in full bloom. Just as we see today—some trees yellow, others orange, some already bare, and a few still clinging to their evergreen foliage—there's a clear difference among them.

And what Jesus does in that moment really captures my attention. He goes to the fig tree looking for fruit, and finding none, He curses it, and the fig tree withers. Doesn't this action of Jesus seem strange to you? Ellen White writes, "Christ's act in cursing the fig tree had astonished the disciples. It seemed to them unlike His ways and works. Often they had heard Him declare that He came not to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved. They remembered His words, 'The Son of man is not come to destroy men's lives, but to save them.' Luke 9:56. His wonderful works had been done to restore, never to destroy. The disciples had known Him only as the Restorer, the Healer. This act stood alone. What was its purpose? they questioned." (DA, 582.2)

This action surely startled the disciples, leaving them perplexed by such an unusual reaction. Clearly, there were things they did not yet understand about Jesus' ministry and about the events they were soon to face. Jesus was preparing them—teaching them something essential.

The disciples asked how the fig tree could have withered so quickly, and Jesus answered, "If you have faith…" (Matthew 21:21), opening a new and important topic about "faith" and what "we ask of God in prayer" (Matthew 21:21–22). But returning to the withered fig tree—and the other fig trees blossoming around it—was there another lesson, another warning, that Jesus wanted His disciples to grasp? What does it mean that this fig tree would never bear fruit again—not just for that season or that year, but permanently?

The answer lies in the earliest verses of the story: Jesus went to the tree looking for fruit, the very reason it had been created—"to bear fruit"—and this tree had none. It appeared promising: its blossoms, foliage, and vibrant leaves suggested that fruit should be there. But in reality, it produced nothing.

Ellen White recognizes that this warning is for us as well: "The warning is for all time. Christ's act in cursing the tree which His own power had created stands as a warning to all churches and to all Christians. No one can live the law of God without ministering to others. But there are many who do not live out Christ's merciful, unselfish life. Some who think themselves excellent Christians do not understand what constitutes service for God. They plan and study to please themselves. They act only in reference to self. Time is of value to them only as they can gather for themselves. In all the affairs of life this is their object. Not for others but for themselves do they minister. God created them to live in a world where unselfish service must be performed. He designed them to help their fellow men in every possible way. But self is so large that they cannot see anything else. They are not in touch with humanity. Those who thus live for self are like the fig tree, which made every pretension but was fruitless. They observe the forms of worship, but without repentance or faith. In their profession, they honor the law of God, but obedience is lacking. They say, but do not. In the sentence pronounced on the fig tree Christ demonstrates how hateful in His eyes is this vain pretense. He declares that the open sinner is less guilty than is he who professes to serve God, but who bears no fruit to His glory." (DA 584.1)

May our lives fulfill God's purpose for each of us—serving, loving, giving, providing, helping, and extending ourselves to those who need us by their side.

Oct
29
October 29, 2025
By Prescott Khair

There’s something beautiful about October here in Berrien Springs. Before the winter grey sets in, the colors of campus glow and the familiar crispness of fall returns. Life at the University has found its mid-semester rhythm. The rush of new beginnings has quieted, yet the year ahead still stretches wide with unknowns.

For our Pioneer Memorial Church community, our students, faculty, staff, and neighbors alike, October is a season of transition. Classes intensify, daylight shortens, and the pace of life increases “in between” seasons and holidays. It often feels relentless. But even in those moments God invites us to notice the sacredness of change.

The trees that surround us on campus are preaching their annual sermon again

Letting go can be holy. Presence can be healing. New growth can look like loss.

Each falling leaf reminds us that surrender is not the same as loss, sometimes, it’s trust. The trees don’t mourn the loss of summer and the arrival of winter (although, I usually do). Those trees are the process that brings new life in the spring. Likewise, we’re called to trust that God is working even when things feel uncertain, unfinished, or incomplete.

The psalmist reminds us in every moment, in every season, and in every transition

“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble… Be still, and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:1; 10

Stillness doesn’t mean stopping everything. It means learning to rest in the protecting, refuge of God’s presence. It means to surrender the old and wait for new growth when the next season arrives. Whether you’re a student adjusting to a new chapter, a professor navigating the ever-increasing load placed on you, or a family balancing a new reality you weren’t expecting. The sermon of the trees provides you the same invitation

“Trust Me here, be still in my presence. This new season is not one to be feared but welcomed as an opportunity to see how I will show up in your life” - God

Faith has always been a journey through change. The patriarchs and Israelites wandered to a new home. Ruth followed a promise into a new land. The disciples learned to walk with Jesus one uncertain step at a time. In every story, God was faithful not because the path was clear, but because His presence was constant.

And even when things feel incomplete,when prayers haven’t yet been answered, God is quietly bringing about His good work. He is forming something in us that often can’t be seen until later.

So as the leaves fall and our routines settle, perhaps God is inviting us to release what we’ve been holding too tightly. This season is an open invitation to sit in his presence. This season is a reminder that

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens” Ecclesiastes 3:1

So take a walk through campus this week. Breathe deeply, and remember, the same God who paints the leaves in October and knows each one that falls to the ground is the One who is faithfully shaping your story, one season at a time.

In your season of letting go and resting in his presence God is still completing His good work in you.

1. Where in your life right now do things feel unfinished or uncertain?
2. How do you think God is at work in those places?
3. What might it look like this month to “let go” of something and trust that God is still completing a good work in you?