Everyman’s Hut

Camp News, Volume 2, Issue 96, 31 October 1941, Page 8

Everyman’s Hut

They are His billows, whether they go o’er us, Hiding His face in smothering spray and foam; Or smooth and sparkling spread a path before us And to our haven bear us safely home. They are His billows, whether for our succoui’ He walks across them, stilling all our gear; Or to our cry there comes no aid or answer, And in the lonely silence none is near.

Lyall Bay —Lambton (Rly. Stn.) 3 Seatoun —Lambton (Rly. Stn.) ; 3 Wadestown— Govt. Bldgs. 1 Wallace Street— Lambton (Rly. Stn.) 6 ROUTE NUMBERS. 1— Via Courtenay Place, Lambton Quay; also via Tinakori Rd. to and from Karori and Northland. — Via Hataitai Tunnel, Courtenay Pl, Lambton Quay; also via Bowen St. to and from Karori and Northland. 3 — Via Constable Street, Courtenay Place, Lambton Quay. 4 — Via Cuba Street, Lambton Quay. 5 — Via Courtenay Pl., Jervois Quay. 6 — Via Cuba Street, Wallace Street. 7— Via Upper Willis Street. 8 — Via Lambton Quay and Stout St. 9.—Via Customhouse Quay, Courtenay Place. 10—Via Wakefield Street. NIGHT SIGNALS. ‘ Via Kilbirnie Tunnel. Miramar: 2 White Lights. Hataitai: 1 White Light. Kilbirnie Post Office: 1 White, 1 Green Miramar Junction :1 White, 1 Green, 1 White. Via Adelaide Road. Island Bay: 3 Blue Lights. Lyall Bay (via Constable St ), 1 Blue' 1 White, 1 Blue. Kilbirnie Post Office (via Constable St.), 2 Blue Lights. Berhampore: 1 Blue, 1 Green, 1 Blue. Newtown (via Cuba St.): 1 Blue, 1 Red, 1 Blue. Newtown to Railway Station (via Courtenay Place): 1 Red. Newtown to Railway Station (via Cuba St.): 1 Red, 1 Blue. Seatoun: 3 White Lights. Miramar Junction (via Constable St.) : 1 White, 1 Blue. Other Routes. Karori Park: 1 Red, 1 Green, 1 Red. Karori Post Office: 3 Reds. Cemetery: 1 Red, 1 White, 1 Red. Northland: 1 Red, 1 White. Gardens: 2 Red. Wadestown: 1 Green, 1 Red, 1 Green. Oriental Bay: 1 Blue. Wallace —Post Office: 3 Greens. Aro Street Post Office: 2 Greens. Brooklyn— Office: 1 Green.

They are His billows, whether we are toiling Through tempest-driven waves that never cease, While deep to deep with clamour loud is calling, Or at His word they hush themselves in peace. Making us 'walk dryshod where seas have flowed, They are His billows whether He divides them, Or lets tumultuous breakers surge around us Rushing unchecked across our only road.

That night on the dark and stormy

sea of Galilee the disciples of Jesus

marvelled and said amongst them-

selves “What manner of man is this,

that even the wind and the waves

obey Him?” In a moment, at a word,

their position had been changed from

one of utmost peril and danger to one

of absolute peace and safety, and well

might they say: “What manner of

man in this?” But not always does

His help come so quickly. When He

received the message that Lazarus

was sick, “He abode still in the same

place.” When Lazarus was dead and

buried and all hope seemed gone, then

He moved, and the people marvelled

as again at His word, the dead man

came out of the tomb and was restored

to His sorrowing sisters. “God moves

in a mysterious way, His wonders to

perform.” That lowly man of Galilee

was none other than “God manifest in

flesh.” On the cross He was none

the less God than He is now in Hea-

ven, and He is just as ready to help

as He was that night on Galilee.

Have you ever pondered that ques-

tion, “What manner of man is this?”

He is Lord of the universe—is He

your Lord?