BITS and PIECES
A random collection of news and views
compiled by Frank McClelland for the
Toronto Free Presbyterian Church.
253rd Edition – July 27, 2025
MRS. GRACE SAUNDERS
Dr. Larry Saunders and his wife flew on Wednesday to Ireland to attend my brother’s funeral and to preach at the Enniskillen Conference. They arrived in Dublin to the sad news that his one-hundred-year-old mother, Grace, had died during the night.
Mrs. Saunders was one of the first members of the Toronto church in 1976 and was faithful in her attendance until prevented by failing health. We extend our deepest sympathy to the Saunders family, sons Les and Larry, daughters Sharon (Kruger) and Heather (Blair) and their respective families. A memorial service will be held in the church on August 29th.
QUESTIONS ALONG A FLORIDA BEACH
On closer inspection, this beautiful sandy beach is made up of billions of crushed shells, all coming from living creatures. How does the evolutionist explain death? With so many thousands of individual species, surely at least one would escape the ‘surly bonds’ of death and evolve to live forever.
Why do living creatures die, and they all do, with few living more than a hundred years? How could the evolutionary process, which we are told needs billions of years, continue when its experiments keep dying before any real change could take place?
How did seagulls and other aquatic birds develop web feet for swimming, and how did they make forward motion in the water before they ‘evolved’ their webs? And how did they develop webs for the thrust stroke that neatly fold away on the forward stroke? If they did not have this feature, the thrust and forward strokes would cancel out, and they would get nowhere!
How come the life-sustaining air we breathe is always 78% nitrogen and 21% oxygen when untold trillions of apparently unrelated little pumps in the forests and seas are pouring these gases into our atmosphere? What always regulates their mixture into a breathable gas to support life?
Why does man, the most complex of all creatures, have to make himself clothing when all other creatures come fully equipped with fur, scales or feathers, which is their permanent, and totally adequate, garb?
Why did some birds develop a diet of fish while others developed a liking for insects, vegetation or red meat? And why did geese have to learn to fly when their food is on the ground? Why did swallows not learn to eat grass, which would have been much simpler than to develop the advanced and amazing aeronautical skills they possess?
How is it that man, with all his modern technology, cannot make a successful flapping-wing airplane? Yet every little bird folds and unfolds its wings and flies without the need of complex airfields? He lands and beautifully tucks his feathered wings away until the next flight, while all man can do is look on and say, “I wish.”
Who or what gave living creatures the desire to procreate and multiply? And how did the first evolutionary examples develop the mechanisms when they would not live long enough to evolve them?
What are the odds that one male could evolve into the extraordinarily complex being he now is. And how astronomical must be the odds that a female would evolve in parallel with just the sufficient differences necessary to enable them to procreate?
THE ANSWER TO ALL THESE QUESTIONS is that evolution is a myth and “Heaven and Nature” cry out as signposts to the great and all-wise Creator and Designer of all things.
The evolutionist? He is like the little owl described so well by the poet:
“The owlet, atheism sailing on obscene wings across the noon, drops his blue-fringed lids and shuts them closed and, hooting at the glorious sun in heaven cries out – “Where is it?” [Samuel Coleridge].
“THERE IS NONE SO BLIND AS
THOSE WHO WILL NOT SEE”
