The Importance of 1925 by James R. Coggins

1925 was a watershed moment in North American life.

At the beginning of the 20th century, there had not been a major war in Europe for a century, and there had not been a major war in North America for half a century. Evangelical revivals had increased church attendance and spawned worldwide missionary efforts. They had also spurred wide-ranging social improvements. Schools, libraries, and hospitals had proliferated. So had a host of social service agencies—the YMCA, the SPCA, Boy Scouts, children’s camps, Sunday schools, the Salvation Army, street missions, and prison visitation ministries, among others. Slavery had been abolished. Laws had improved working conditions and limited child labor. Women were gaining increased rights and opportunities, including the right to vote (Canada in 1917 and the United States in 1920). The temperance movement was gaining strength, and Prohibition promised to eradicate alcohol and the crime, violence, and abuse that went along with it. Scientific and technological breakthroughs and economic growth were making people healthier and wealthier. Transportation and communication systems had been tremendously improved. Science and religion were working together to create a better world. The watchword of the day was “progress.” In theological terms, the prevailing ideology was a form of postmillennialism, the idea that the world would keep getting better and better until it emerged into the millennium, the thousand-year reign of Christ on earth.

The horrendous butchery of World War One should have provided a cautionary warning that the future might not be as rosy as was expected. However, in some circles, that brutal event was considered “the war to end all wars,” literally Armageddon, the last great battle that would usher in the millennium.

The mid-1920s changed all that.

The Scopes trial in July 1925 was the first highly visible crack foreshadowing the massive rupture that was coming. A Tennessee school teacher named John T. Scopes was prosecuted for teaching evolution. Evolution was the ultimate secular theory of progress, the idea that humanity had evolved over long periods of time from simple cell organisms and would evolve into a superior human race. The trial was widely publicized and had implications far beyond the fate of one teacher. It pitted science against the Bible, humanity against religion. It contrasted the belief in progress against the biblical idea of the fall. Christianity had been marching forward in harmony with science and education, and they were now being torn apart to pursue different trajectories.

This was not the only sign of the rupture. Prohibition was in force in the United States from 1920 to 1933. Prohibition was enacted by most provinces in Canada during World War One and repealed by most provinces in the 1920s. This attempt to “legislate morality” failed because North American society was divided on the issue. Some, especially Christians, supported it strongly, while others, especially the more secular minded, opposed it. Society divided here along similar lines as it did on the evolution question.

As the Roaring Twenties went on, it became clear that not only had the war to end all wars not ushered in the kingdom of God, but church attendance was beginning to decline in the Western world. The progress toward achieving heaven on earth was stalled. This, along with the Great Depression, the rise of Nazism and fascism, and World War Two, convinced many Christians that not only was the world not getting better and better, but the world was actually getting worse. Many Christians lost hope of improving society and turned to attempts to mitigate the damage in a troubled world. Alcoholics Anonymous was founded in 1935.

The great divide also affected Christian churches. On one side, some churches continued to believe in progress and embraced the social gospel. One of the earliest expressions of this was Walter Rauschenbusch’s 1917 book, A Theology for the Social Gospel. Rather than individual salvation, social gospellers focused on making society better, on achieving social progress, on creating the kingdom of God on earth. In Canada, the social gospel was promoted by the Social Service Council of Canada, founded in 1912, and by thinkers such as J.S. Woodsworth. This resulted in the founding of the Co-operative Commonwealth Federation (precursor of the New Democratic Party) in 1932.

On the other side, other churches refocused on the “fundamentals” of the Christian faith. These were codified by brothers Milton and Lyman Stewart in The Fundamentals: A Testimony To The Truth, a collection of twelve pamphlets published between 1910 and 1915. Rather than looking forward to improve society as a whole, fundamentalists looked back to the Bible and sought to save individuals through evangelism, rescuing the few who could be saved from a dying society.

In a sense, the divide between social gospelers and fundamentalists (also known as the “fundamentalist-modernist controversy”) could be considered a divide between optimists and pessimists. Social gospelers believed in progress, that the world was getting better and better, to the point that it would gradually emerge into the thousand-year reign of Christ. Stated another way, they were postmillennials, believing that Christ would return and the world would end after (post) the millennium. Fundamentalists were increasingly pessimists. They believed the world would go “from bad to worse” (2 Timothy 3:13), until it finally climaxed in the Great Tribulation. They were thus premillennials (in the general rather than the precise sense), believing that Christ would have to come before (pre) the millennium because humans could never build the kingdom of God on their own.

Besides the Scopes trial, 1925 also saw the creation of the United Church of Canada when Methodists, Presbyterians, and Congregationalists decide to merge into one mega-denomination, one of the first efforts toward church unity and ecumenism. (The World Council of Churches was established in 1937.) Informally, they called the new entity “Canada’s Church.” They hoped and expected that other denominations would also join and create a single, united national church. This new church would combine with social and political forces to build a better society. The new church was definitely in the camp that believed in progress and the social gospel. However, splinters from some of the founding denominations refused to join, and the result was not fewer denominations but more. Further, as it blended in with social and political forces, in time the United Church (like many other “mainline” and ecumenical churches) had little that was unique and original to offer, and this once mighty denomination is now on the path to oblivion.

At the same time that the United Church was uniting, another significant Canadian denomination was dividing. In 1926, the main Baptist denomination split into Convention Baptists and Fellowship Baptists. It is significant that the dividing issue was the denomination’s university (McMaster), with the “progressive” wing siding with the university against the more conservative or fundamentalist wing.

The divisions that started a century ago have continued to the present day. For the past century in North America, chaos has resulted from the great struggle between the two competing visions of the world—“progressives,” who believe all change is good, and conservatives, who want to return to the golden age of the past. This division has been evident in the church and in the social and political spheres in society as a whole.

Despite its admirable concern for the needy, the social gospel has largely proven to be a dead end for the church, as the “gospel” has tended to be subverted by the “social.” Organizations launched by the social gospel have mostly become secular. Attempts to build the kingdom of God on earth without God’s help have often ended in oppression and suffering, as communism has clearly demonstrated. The social gospel has the tendency to place humans in the place of God, overlook human sinfulness, and remove the anchor that restrains evil. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. On the other hand, a single focus on evangelism is also inadequate. Evangelism is essential. Until people are born again in Jesus, they cannot begin to build His kingdom. But Jesus also called His followers, once they have become His followers, to feed the hungry, satisfy the thirsty, welcome strangers, clothe the needy, look after the sick, and visit those in prison (Matthew 25:31-46 NIV). Like the other apostles, James said the same thing: “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world” (James 1:27). The early church overwhelmed the Roman Empire by following this direction. Irish monks evangelized northern Europe by establishing outposts that offered a variety of social programs. The evangelical revivals also combined evangelism and social betterment. So did many overseas mission agencies.

Is the world getting better or worse? The question is overly simplistic. History does not all flow in one direction. The Bible compares human society to the chaos of the ocean, with conflicting currents flowing in different directions, throwing up unexpected waves. No human predicted the rapid spread of Christianity across the Roman Empire, the evangelization of northern Europe by Irish monks, the Protestant Reformation, the evangelical revivals, the rise of Pentecostalism and the charismatic movement, the growth of the church in China, the increase in church attendance in North America after World War Two (and the concurrent decline in church attendance in Europe), the recent increase in church attendance in England, and Alpha. No human predicted the fall of the Roman Empire, the rise of Islam, the Great Depression, Nazism, the rise and fall of communism, nuclear weapons, AIDS, or Covid-19. Sometimes the same current produces both good and evil consequences. What we know is that in all things God is working for good (Romans 8:28) and that in all circumstances so should we.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

A Cow in the Cornfield by Nancy J. Farrier

Photo by Roger Starnes Sr on Unsplash

I first wrote this post six years ago. I reread it recently and realized how apt it still is today. I had to stop and consider how to go forward in light of the message in these words. I hope the post makes you consider where you are with God and what He’s asking of you in the coming year.

“Hear this word, you cows of Bashan, who are on the mountain of Samaria, who oppress the poor, who crush the needy, who say to your [masters], “Bring wine, let us drink!”  Amos 4:1 NKJV

I grew up on a small farm in Indiana. My dad had a full-time job but also raised cattle on a small scale. One of my jobs was to bring the cattle to the field behind the barn every evening and count them to make sure they were all there. I learned a few lessons about counting and patience when trying to tally up a constantly moving herd of cattle.

Most of the time the cows were docile and easy to manage, but there were always those days when they decided to ignore fences—or rather push through them—and get out. The worst times were when they got into the neighbor’s corn field. Trying to find a cow in amidst corn taller than you or the cow wasn’t fun. The corn leaves were sharp and would cut my arms if I wasn’t careful. But, we had to get the cows out. What they saw as a wonderful adventure, actually meant sickness if they were left there or worse, their death.

I have been pondering the scripture from Amos 4:1 in light of what I learned as a child and where I am today. In the past few weeks, I’ve realized I’m not in a good place and need to make changes in my life. So, what do the cows of Bashan have to do with the cows of Indiana or with me and my need to change?

The cows of Bashan lived in a fertile area. They were large and known for pushing their way out of the hedges around the field that protected them. This caused problems for the cows and their owners. Just as the cows in my childhood got into trouble when they got into fields where they shouldn’t be. Just as I am when I am out of God’s will and floundering to try to get back on course. That’s the way I felt at the end of the year—as if I’d taken a wrong turn and was lost in the midst of a corn field and couldn’t see the way back.

You might think getting back on course is easy. Just call on God. He will answer, tell me where to go and what to do and voilà, I’m all set. I only wish it were that easy. 

You see, when you get in the corn field at night, you are walking blind because of the dark. You can’t hear properly because of the obstacles – corn stalks breaking, cows lowing, other people calling, etc. Sounds are distorted and finding the correct voice to listen to becomes very complicated. Even if you are familiar with their voice, you can have trouble telling where they are and which direction to walk.

A cow in the corn field is one demanding her rights. She has no concern for the poor or needy. She wants that tasty corn and her freedom, not considering the dangers around her and that the hedge had been in place for her safety and protection. She is self-focused, although she may have followed others of her kind to that destination.

As I ponder this, I see that many of my actions have been self-focused. I don’t intend that to happen. I want to always consider others before myself, but somehow self always creeps back in without me noticing. Instead of considering Jesus words in Matthew 25 where He asks us to clothe the naked, feed the hungry and visit those in prison and by doing so, we are doing this to Him, I am the cow demanding things for myself. 

Don’t get me wrong. I do not want to do this, and most days I am thinking of others, but this attitude has crept into my home life and needs to be addressed. The subtlety of the change is distressing. Only in looking back and being honest do I see how far I am from where I should be.

So, what do I do? For this coming year, I am not choosing a word to meditate on, but instead choosing a hedge to crawl through and a field of safety to graze in. I want to be so centered in the will of God that I won’t long for corn fields and night time escapades of self, but will think only of Jesus and the others He brings in my life. I want to only do what makes Him happy, not considering what will please me. 

For 2026, I want to listen for God’s voice and His leading in my life. This may mean quieting some of my busyness and focusing more on Him. I want to ask every day, “Jesus, what would You have me do? What do You need from me?” I want to be the cow in His hedge of safety. I hope you want that for your life too. 

Posted in Nancy J. Farrier | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

GLORIA IN EXCELSIS DEO by James R. Coggins

Do we pay enough attention to the songs we sing?

One of the frequently sung Christmas carols is “Angels We Have Heard on High.” The carol is about the angels telling the shepherds to go to Bethlehem to see the baby Jesus. The song’s author is unknown, but the song seems to have originated in France at least a couple of centuries ago and was soon translated into English by James Chadwick. It might be that the chorus was sung in the fields by French shepherds.

Many people sing the song without thinking about the meaning of the chorus, “Gloria in excelsis Deo.” This is not French, but Latin. It is a translation of what the angels proclaimed to the shepherds in Luke 2:14: “Glory to God in the highest heaven.” There is no Greek word for “heaven” in this verse, but just the word hupsos, meaning “highest.” The Greek just says, “Glory to God in the highest.” This might be an echo of the Old Testament phrase “God Most High.” It is not the heavens that are the highest, but God Himself.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

O Holy Night: When Heaven Met Earth in the Darkest Hour

There are Christmas carols we sing out of tradition—and then there are carols that stop us mid-breath. O Holy Night is one of those rare hymns. From its first line, it pulls us into a quiet, starlit moment when heaven broke into human history—not with fanfare, but with light piercing darkness.

So what makes O Holy Night linger in our hearts long after the last note fades?

A Night Marked by Darkness—and Hope

“Long lay the world in sin and error pining…”
The song doesn’t begin with celebration. It begins with waiting. With weariness. With a world aching for rescue. This is a reminder that Christmas was not born out of comfort, but out of desperation—a people longing for redemption they could not create on their own.

That truth resonates deeply with Christian readers and storytellers alike. We understand brokenness. We write about it. We live it. And this lyric reminds us that God chose that very moment—the lowest point—to step in.

“Till He Appeared and the Soul Felt Its Worth”

Few lines in any hymn carry such profound meaning. The coming of Christ didn’t just change history—it restored value to every soul. In a world that measures worth by status, success, or perfection, the manger declares something radical:

You matter because God came for you.

That message alone could carry an entire sermon—or an entire novel.

A Thrill of Hope

Not a shout. Not a trumpet blast.
A thrill.

Hope often arrives quietly—especially in our darkest nights. For weary hearts, discouraged believers, and those walking through grief or uncertainty, O Holy Night reminds us that hope doesn’t require everything to be fixed. It only requires God to be present.

And He is.

Fall on Your Knees

This isn’t a suggestion. It’s a response.

The proper reaction to the miracle of the Incarnation isn’t applause—it’s humility. Worship. Surrender. The song gently but firmly shifts our posture from observer to worshiper, from storyteller to witness.

Love That Breaks Chains

“Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother…”

This is not only about physical chains, but spiritual ones—fear, shame, sin, despair. Christ didn’t come merely to comfort us; He came to set us free. That freedom is at the heart of the gospel and at the heart of every redemption story we love to read.

Why O Holy Night Still Matters

This carol endures because it tells the Christmas story honestly:

  • A broken world
  • A holy God
  • A humble entrance
  • A hope that changes everything

It reminds us that no night is too dark for God’s light to reach—and no soul is beyond His redeeming love.

As readers and writers of Christian stories, we recognize this truth:
The most powerful moments often begin in the shadows.

And that is why, year after year, we return to this song—standing beneath the stars, listening for angel voices, and remembering the night that changed the world forever.

Merry Christmas, Everyone!

Mary

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

The 365 Days of Christmas – Delores Topliff

It’s that time of year when we sing Christmas carols, and our hearts turn to the amazing eternal gift of God’s son sent to Bethlehem’s manger to redeem all who will receive and believe on His name.

This year, instead of singing the Twelve Days of Christmas, let’s expand it to include The 365 Days of Christmas (plus one more during Leap Year.)

Similarly, we look back over our year to thank Him for many things. We look forward like Moses and say, “”If Your Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here,” Wonderfully if we ask Him, His presence does go with us! In fact, Hebrews 13:5, promises “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”

The truth is, instead of Him going with us, we seek to find His path and follow closely after Him. We had a need, and God sent His only son to be The Way Home to all who receive His gift to join His eternal family. This is the perfect time of year to remember that.

I love mission trips, taking the Good News to those who seldom hear it. Those trips have taken me to South America for 3.5 months in 1980, to Israel nine different times since 1984, and to the Philippines six times starting in 2007. Each time, we take funds, love, messages, and service, but we receive so much more in gratitude, life connections, and seeing precious lives changed forever.

2026 will soon be here. Ask the Lord what new thing He has tucked inside of it for you—how He may strengthen and use you in the coming year. As we partner with Him, resources are multiplied and limitations fall away. He works tirelessly and sends us forth with His words as instruments of His love. We are ambassadors representing the greatest authority anywhere to make Him known. Enjoy the process!

Winter and holidays are also a great time to read. Check my delorestopliff.com under the Books tab to find and choose my titles. You might especially enjoy The Christmas Tree Wars and The Traveling Grandma’s Guide to Israel: Adventures, Wit, and Wisdom – half memoir and half travelogue of nine lengthy trips to Israel over 41 years.

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | 1 Comment

Christmas Giving 2 by James R. Coggins

Historians are often very wise people. I know this because I am one. Historians are wise because they have access to far deeper reservoirs of experience. They learn from the centuries of experience of other people. As someone said, “Good decisions come from experience, and experience comes from bad decisions.”

One of the other historians I have come to know a little bit and appreciate a great deal is Gerry Bowler. Gerry has become a recognized expert on Christmas. He has written several books on the subject, including a biography of Santa Claus (actually, a history of the idea of Santa Claus).

One of the aspects of Christmas that I learned from reading Gerry’s work was the history of giving. From its beginning, the Christian church has encouraged and practiced giving to the poor and needy. However, things have changed in recent centuries:

• Originally, people in “Christian” countries gave gifts to the poor and needy.

• Then, as the world moved into the early modern era (after 1500 or so) society and priorities changed, and so did practices. Increasingly, wealthy people did not give to the poor and needy in general but to their own servants and employees, those in their own households. This practice still endures in many companies, which give their employees Christmas bonuses, Christmas turkeys, or Christmas banquets.

• In the 1800s, with the development of the idea of Santa Claus, there was a proliferation of children’s books and children’s toys. The focus of Christmas giving was still restricted to the household, but now the gifts were given to the parents’ own children, and not the servants and employees. This is still the central focus of much Christmas giving throughout the Western world.

• In very recent years, another shift has been taking place, with the emergence of Boxing Day sales. Now, a lot of the Christmas buying occurs after Christmas, as people go out to buy presents for themselves

The narrowing of Christmas giving is disturbing and haunting. The coming of Jesus at the first Christmas was “good news of great joy that will be for all the people” (Luke 2:10). But increasingly our focus has shifted from the whole world to our households, to our families, and finally to ourselves. This increasing selfishness is the opposite of what God intended when He sent the ultimate gift, His Son and our Savior, Jesus.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

In the Midst of Advent by Tara Randel

We are in the midst of Advent. A time of anticipation. A celebration knowing that Jesus will soon come.

Imagine how Mary must have felt when we she found out she was greatly favored by God. That she would carry the Son of God.

Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be. But the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God. You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.”

“How will this be,” Mary asked the angel, “since I am a virgin?”

The angel answered, “The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month. For no word from God will ever fail.”

“I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her.    Luke 1:29-38

May your word to me be fulfilled. Could you have said those words? Accept the future that Mary was about to step into?

Last week, my pastor had an evening for us to come together to read the Magnificat. It’s become a yearly tradition that we love; spending time with Mary’s beautiful response to the future.

In Luke 1:39-45, Mary visited her cousin Elizabeth, who was also pregnant with John the Baptist. He leapt in his mother’s womb when Mary announced that she would bear the Son of God. Because Mary was so moved by this, she gave praise.

And Mary said:

“My soul glorifies the Lord
and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for he has been mindful
of the humble state of his servant.
From now on all generations will call me blessed,
for the Mighty One has done great things for me—
holy is his name.
His mercy extends to those who fear him,
from generation to generation.
He has performed mighty deeds with his arm;
he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts.
He has brought down rulers from their thrones
but has lifted up the humble.
He has filled the hungry with good things
but has sent the rich away empty.
He has helped his servant Israel,
remembering to be merciful
to Abraham and his descendants forever,
just as he promised our ancestors.”
Luke 1:46-55

This is the Magnificat. The prayer that Mary sang. She gave her all to the promise, even when her life was about to become more than she ever could have dreamed or prayed for. Her focus was on God the Father and how the coming of Jesus would change the world. I’m sure she was scared, but her praise and gratitude shone through in her words.

As we wait for Christmas, I pray that you will find time to be filled with that same anticipation. That we reflect on the coming of Jesus and His wonderful light.

I wish you and your family a Merry Christmas!

Posted in Tara Randel | Tagged , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Christmas Giving by James R. Coggins

Recent visits to two widely different events have left me disturbed and thoughtful.

I was asked by our church to help serve dinner at a Christian street ministry. That evening, we served a simple but nutritious meal to about 150 clients. Most of the clients were street people, homeless. They were hungry—and grateful. But I soon realized that they needed far more than food. They also needed clean clothes, a warm, dry place to sleep, and access to clean water. Many had medical needs. Some were in wheelchairs, some were on crutches or had limps, some had badly curved spines, and some had gastro-intestinal problems and other ailments. Many were suffering from the effects of addiction and mental issues. All needed the hope and spiritual healing that Jesus brings. I served for one night, but I have great admiration for the regulars who serve meals at this ministry three times a day 365 days a year. They also provide a safe place to sleep, medical care, addiction recovery, counselling, long-term housing, and occupational training. The needs are enormous, but this ministry is meeting many of them.

The second visit was much different. My wife and I went to a Christmas craft fair, looking to buy some Christmas presents. For more than an hour, we walked up and down the many aisles in a massive event space. We inspected the wares in dozens and dozens of booths. As we walked away, I realized that we had not seen anything that anybody needed. Everything we had seen was a frivolous extra, a decoration, a novelty. The contrast between the two events was startling. When I considered the many needs of the clients at the street ministry, I realized that there was nothing in the vast Christmas market that they needed and very little that they could even use. And some items (such as the wine, alcohol, and “edible” products) would be detrimental.

Before these two events, my wife and I had already decided we would not buy each other presents this Christmas—not because we don’t love each other but because there was nothing we could think of that we needed or wanted. And we have asked other family members not to buy us anything either. We are old, and our wants and needs have diminished. When we look at our own Christmas shopping lists, we realize there are people on those lists who have considerable needs, which overshadow wants. I remember one year when we sent some Christmas money to some friends we knew were struggling. They later apologized for spending the money on a new toilet. This was something they needed, and we praised them for their wisdom.

Do not misunderstand. I recognize that there are times when frivolity, fun, games, and silliness are also a need. The manager at another street ministry told us that clients at its food bank gravitated first to the dessert section. Years ago, I wrote a major research paper on “Service and Pleasure in the Millennium: Ontario Baptist Attitudes to Amusements and Recreation between the World Wars.” Before this time, Baptists had stressed work and service, but during the Great Depression they realized that people (many of whom could not find work) also needed recreation (which they related to re-creation/divine renewal). Besides food and clothing, people also need hope, love, joy and peace.

But in our current time of economic dislocation, when many people are struggling, there is something wrong when needs are neglected and so many of our Christmas efforts are wasted on buying more useless gifts.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Jesus: The Promise Fulfilled

A Reflection on Prophecy, Hope, and the Faithfulness of God

One of the most beautiful threads woven throughout Scripture is this: God keeps His promises. From Genesis to Revelation, every chapter, every symbol, every whisper of hope points toward a Savior who would rescue the world from darkness.

And when Jesus stepped into Bethlehem’s humble night, prophecy didn’t just come true—it came alive.

Long Before the Manger

Hundreds of years before Jesus’ birth, the prophets were already telling His story:

  • Born of a virgin (Isaiah 7:14)
  • Born in Bethlehem (Micah 5:2)
  • A descendant of David (Jeremiah 23:5–6)
  • A light to those in darkness (Isaiah 9:2)
  • A suffering Savior who would bear our sins (Isaiah 53)

These were not vague predictions or poetic hopes. They were specific promises—clear signposts that pointed to the One who would come.

When Prophecy Stepped Into Our World

When Jesus was born, the impossible became reality. The Word became flesh. The Messiah foretold became the Messiah revealed. Every fulfilled prophecy reminds us that God’s timing is never late, His plan is never uncertain, and His love is always intentional.

The birth of Christ wasn’t an isolated miracle.
It was the culmination of centuries of divine preparation.

Why It Still Matters Today

Jesus fulfilling prophecy isn’t simply a theological fact—it’s a reminder for our hearts today.

  • God sees the end from the beginning.
  • He is faithful even when we are afraid.
  • He keeps every promise—even the ones we’re still waiting on.

When life feels uncertain, when the world seems dark, or when our prayers feel delayed, Christmas reminds us that God’s promises never fail. The same God who orchestrated the birth of Christ with perfect precision is working in your life with the same care.

A Promise You Can Hold On To

Every fulfilled prophecy invites us to trust Him more deeply.

The Savior who was promised…
The Savior who came…
The Savior who is coming again…

He is faithful.
He is present.
And He is for you.

So as we read the familiar story this season, may our hearts rekindle with awe. The Child in the manger wasn’t just a baby—He was the living proof that God always keeps His word.


Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Pausing to Listen by Nancy J. Farrier

One of the joy of living in Arizona, is the many beautiful sunrises and sunsets. The amazing array of colors and textures often make me stop and stare in awe and imagine the skies are God’s canvas, the sunset the picture He’s painting.

I recall one evening, as I drove home with my four daughters, the clouds caught the rays of the setting sun and changed from pinks and oranges to purples and blues. Three of my daughters and I were oohing and aahing as we watched the display. My fourth daughter glanced out the window and said, “I don’t see what’s so special.” We were shocked that she didn’t enjoy the sight as much as we did.

Thinking about that evening makes me also remember the story of the birth of a special baby in Bethlehem. I picture that city teeming with people who were there to be counted for the census. The inns were full. I’m sure people’s homes were filled to the brim with relatives. I imagine even the stables were overflowing with animals brought by the influx of travelers.

“And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.” Luke 2:13-14 KJV

You are probably very familiar with the story of the shepherds out in the hills with the sheep. A choir of angels appeared to them. An amazing sight. I wonder if the colors were blazing into the heavens, making the shepherds speechless with awe. What matters most is those shepherds heard the message and sought out the baby, Jesus.

Meanwhile, what about the people in the city? The teeming crowds? The overflowing inns? This is a question I ponder every year. They were even closer to the Christ child. Did they forget to seek God and thus missed one of the most important message of all time? I picture the song of the angels rippling through the air, there for anyone to hear, if they’d taken the time to listen. I picture the skies lit up with the glory of God as praises were sung to Him. 

Were the women in Bethlehem too busy cooking, cleaning, making sure everyone had a place to sleep? Were they visiting with people they hadn’t seen in ages? Sharing recipes? Talking about their children?

Were the men busy caring for animals, talking about planting or raising herds? Were they discussing the government and how difficult the trip had been? Were they back-slapping and greeting one another? Maybe arguing or talking about other tribes.

What were they all doing that they missed seeing the glory of the message of Christ’s birth? Perhaps, they did see, but for whatever reason, chose to say, “I don’t see what’s so special.” 

Each Christmas I am threatened with all the hubbub of shopping, candy making, parties, decorating, visiting, and on the list goes. Every year there seems to be one more thing added to my to do items. If I’m not careful it’s easy for me to lose focus and to forget to acknowledge the One the season is celebrating. I am in danger of keeping my eyes fixed on all that is around me, pulling me to get this or that done. 

Like those shepherds of old, I want to hear that singing and to gaze up—to see the wonder and glory of a God who loves me beyond understanding. To see a Savior who gave His life for me. To bask in a reminder of beauty beyond anything I’ve ever experienced before.

I hope you will take a moment to “listen and look up” this Christmas season. Enjoy the love that is pouring out of Heaven. Enjoy God’s gift to us all.

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given…” Is. 9:6 KJV

Posted in Nancy J. Farrier | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

An Ordinary Christian Speaking to Other Ordinary Christians by James R. Coggins

My mother was a godly woman. It was no accident. My parents got up early, and my father worked hard for long hours, so my mother would prepare a large breakfast for him. When he had gone to work, Mom would sit down at the kitchen table with a second cup of coffee and “prepare her Sunday school lesson.” She had about an hour before it was time to wake the three children for school. That in-depth study of the Bible changed her life.

For decades, my mother taught Sunday school in the small Baptist church in our small town. She began with elementary school children, and in her later years she taught adult Sunday school. I knew she often went to “mission circle” when I and the other children were at school. What I did not know was that she was a frequent speaker at these meetings and even in regional meetings of mission circles from other Baptist churches. She was humble and not one to publicize her achievements. But her role should not have been a surprise to me. She was a homemaker, but being a homemaker in those days meant that she did laundry with a wringer washing machine and clothesline, baked her own pies and cakes, and sewed clothes and canned food for her family. It was a demanding occupation rarely recognized today. I knew that Mom also found time to maintain strong relationships with friends, neighbors, and family members. And she maintained an extensive correspondence with distant missionaries, friends, and relatives. Unusual for her time, she had not only graduated from high school but also attended both teacher’s college and business college. She had worked as a teacher and an office worker before marrying my father in 1946.

My mother did not just read the Bible. She studied it. According to her notes, she also read many of the key Christian books of her time, some that she owned and many that she borrowed from the church library. She also read letters and reports from missionaries, and a variety of Christian and other magazines.

Mom was also somewhat of a packrat. After she died, we found among her possessions many of the “meditations” she had prepared for mission circle meetings and other occasions. I read them first as part of my own daily devotions. Then, I decided to collect and publish them in a book. The book, What Is God Able to Do? The Devotional Meditations of E. May Coggins, has now been published. It contains my mother’s meditations, presented mostly as they appeared in her notes, with occasionally a few words added to fill in the gaps.

Why do we pray? What is God able to do? Why is the Bible like a valentine? Is God alive? Can you sign up for immortality? What causes worry? What are you searching for? What do we see? What do you have in the house? Why hobbies? Do we sometimes get into a rut at Christmas? These are just some of the practical spiritual questions my mother addressed in this collection of biblical meditations. This volume offers insight into life, particularly Christian and church life, in a previous century. It might perhaps be considered an historical source document, maybe even an historical curiosity or a relic of a bygone era. For sure, my mother had a view of life that would be unusual today. Among the foundational beliefs flowing through these meditations are these insights:

            • Life is hard.

            • Faith is hard.

            • We are here on this earth to serve.

            • We can find God in everyday things and activities and in ordinary people.

It is true that these ideas now seem quaint and old-fashioned. But that is their power and importance. The meditations offer a corrective to our own modern biases. They contain wisdom and insights from a previous generation that can help us today, and in that sense they are as relevant today as they were in the last century, perhaps even more relevant.

History often focuses on the thoughts and acts of the great and powerful, while the life of ordinary people is forgotten. My mother was just an ordinary Christian speaking to other ordinary Christians in her small town church. And yet an ordinary Christian, a believer in an extraordinary God, can have a significant impact, perhaps an even greater impact simply because she is ordinary. Jesus’ first disciples were all ordinary men who had been with Jesus (Acts 4:13). Gandalf, in J.R.R. Tolkien’s masterful trilogy The Lord of the Rings, said: “Saruman believes it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I’ve found it is the small, everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Simple acts of kindness and love.” That is what this volume is all about—the thoughts of an ordinary woman, believing in an extraordinary God, encouraging other ordinary people to believe in the light and to devote themselves to simple acts of kindness and love.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Antiochus Epiphanes by James R. Coggins

The Jews were dragged into exile in Babylon by the armies of the Babylonian empire about 587 BC. When the Babylonian empire was overthrown by the Persian empire about 539 BC, the Persians encouraged the Jews to return to the Promised Land. The Persian empire, in turn, was overthrown by Alexander the Great and his Greek armies. After he died, his empire was eventually divided among four of his generals, including the “Kingdom of the North” (ruled by the Seleucids, based in Syria, to the north of Judah) and the “Kingdom of the South” (ruled by the Ptolemies, based in Egypt, to the southwest of Judah). These remnants of Alexander’s empire tried to impose Greek culture and religion on the lands they controlled. Several of the Seleucid kings were named Antiochus, including Antiochus IV, who ruled about 175-163 BC and gave himself the title Epiphanes, which means “God manifest.” Like many dictators, he claimed divine power and demanded to be worshiped. In the early years of the Persian empire, Daniel was given a prophecy about the political future of the Middle East. The prophecy described in accurate detail the incessant wars between the King of the North and the King of the South, with the Jewish people living between these two brutal kingdoms and suffering through many invasions. Daniel 11:21-32 outlines the reign of Antiochus Epiphanes, describing him as a “contemptible person,” cruel and deceitful, who went about invading and pillaging other countries. Daniel prophesied: “His armed forces will rise up to desecrate the temple fortress and will abolish the daily sacrifice. Then they will set up the abomination that causes desolation” (Daniel 11:31). About 167 BC, Antiochus entered the temple in Jerusalem and erected an altar to the Greek god Jupiter (which Daniel called “the abomination that causes desolation”). This spurred the Jews to rebel and regain their independence for a time. Antiochus was a nasty dictator, one of many nasty dictators throughout the history of the world and a model of Antichristian rulers.

Sixteen cities were named “Antioch” after the kings named Antiochus, including Antioch in northern Syria, which, in the time of Jesus, was one of the largest cities in the Roman empire. (Another was Antioch in Pisidia in the central part of what is now Turkey: Acts 13:14). Antioch in Syria was a center of Greek culture. It was also the home of one of the first predominantly gentile churches and the place where believers in Jesus were first called Christians (Acts 11:19-26). And it was the church which sent out Paul, Barnabas, Silas, and Timothy (Acts 13:1-3), launching the missionary movement which evangelized the Roman empire and eventually many other parts of the world. In this way, God quietly goes about bringing good, even from the most evil of places.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Books Must be Written in Solitude by James R. Coggins

Books—that is, creative books and fiction—cannot be written by a committee. They spring from one person’s unified vision. Adding a second or third writer only creates confusion.

This does not mean that a writer can produce a book without all kinds of help—technical experts, proofreaders, designers, marketers, ghost writers in some cases, and editors (after all, I are one of those). But the writing should be done by one person.

I am aware, of course, that some books have been written collaboratively, almost always by two people (not more) who are closely connected or even related. But those are the exceptions, and such collaborators usually produce genre books following a certain formula.

Because of the need for a unified vision, writers require solitude. They need to be able to get away from distractions and have time alone to think and write. They need to get somewhere where they can fully concentrate as they feverishly try to record their ideas and insights while they are fresh. That place can be an office or a secluded spot in nature or even the back corner of a coffee shop. It doesn’t matter as long as the writer is alone.

Because of this, writers are often thought to be anti-social introverts. This is true—to a point.

But writers need more than solitude.

I think it was Scott Young, a sports journalist, who decided it was time to write a book. He went away to a cabin in the wilderness where he could fully devote himself to writing. He soon discovered that it didn’t work. Sitting there alone staring at four walls, he couldn’t write.

Besides solitude, writers also need inspiration. And inspiration depends on experiences, observation, and stimulation. Writer Max Braithwaite pointed out that a writer is not primarily someone who writes but someone who observes. A writer will look at the surrounding life and ponder what people look like, how people act, why they act that way, what they think, what they might have done instead, etc. In other words, a writer also needs to be involved in life. As an editor once advised me when I was starting out as a writer, “If you want to be a great writer, live deeply.”

Writers need solitude, but they also need to be connected to life.

Posted in James R. Coggins | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

A Heart of Gratitude: Reflections for Thanksgiving

As we gather around our tables this Thanksgiving—whether in a bustling house filled with family, or in the quiet peace of home—it’s a beautiful opportunity to pause and remember the goodness of God.

Thanksgiving isn’t just a holiday; it’s a posture of the heart. It’s that sacred moment when we look back over the past year and recognize the fingerprints of God in the ordinary and extraordinary places of our lives.

Gratitude in Every Season

Some years, gratitude flows easily—laughter echoing through the house, blessings abundant, prayers answered. Other years, Thanksgiving comes with a softer step… through loss, waiting, unanswered questions, or trials that have stretched us thin.

And yet, Scripture reminds us gently:

“In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.”
—1 Thessalonians 5:18 (KJV)

Giving thanks in all things doesn’t mean all things are easy. It means God is present in every moment—steady, faithful, unchanging.

The Table of Remembrance

Thanksgiving is our modern-day Ebenezer—our reminder that
“Hitherto hath the LORD helped us.” (1 Samuel 7:12)

So as we gather…

To pass the turkey
To share memories
To watch little hands sneak rolls from the basket
To laugh, to pray, to simply be together

…we are doing more than celebrating a holiday. We are remembering God’s provision.

Thankfulness as Worship

When we thank God, we’re not just listing blessings.
We are acknowledging the Giver.

We are declaring that even in the unknowns, He is worthy.
Even when we don’t see the whole story, He is good.
Even when our hearts ache, He is near.

“Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise.”
—Psalm 100:4

Happy Thanksgiving, dear friends.
May gratitude be the melody that carries you through every season ahead.

Mary

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Hidden Treasures by Tara Randel

Recently, my mother sold her house. She’d lived there for almost fifty years. It was bittersweet to say goodbye, especially after going through the house to decide what she should keep and what to give away.

My mom and I spent hours going through each room. There were lots of stories that went along with Christmas decorations, certain pieces of furniture, and pictures. Lots of pictures! I got to take a box home to go through when I get some free time. I’m sure I’ll laugh and maybe shed a tear or two when I do.

There were a lot of pieces I didn’t recognize from when I lived at home. One in particular caught my attention. Can you guess what it is?

It’s a portable lap writing desk. I’ve only read about them in the historical novels I love to read. Who knew we had one?

I don’t believe it’s an antique. My mom thinks my brother made it, but I haven’t gotten confirmation on that. I don’t care if it’s antique or not, I think it’s cool and asked if I could have it. My mom said yes, and that I should also take her writing desk. For an author, it doesn’t get any better than this!

It’s funny how things change in life. I never expected to receive these treasures. My mom was thrilled to give them to me, and I hope to pass them on when the time is right.

And speaking of family, I wish you and yours a very Happy Thanksgiving. Enjoy the turkey and sides, pumpkin pie, the parade and football games! Whatever your family traditions are, make sure you’re together. I’m sure some treasures will be revealed in the time spent with your loved ones.

Tara Randel is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author. Family values, a bit of mystery and of course, love and romance, are her favorite themes, because she believes love is the greatest gift of all. Look for her Harlequin Heartwarming romance THE SURPRISE NEXT DOOR, available now. For more information about her books, visit Tara at www.tararandel.com. Like her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/TaraRandelBooks

Posted in Tara Randel | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment