| TE HOA MAORI.
E taku hoa e korero ana nei i tenei korero
kia mahara koe ki enei mea nui; ehara
enei i te hanga noa. E ora ana koe inaianei-
i tenei wa tonu e tutata nei-engari ra, me
pewhea koe apopo, ka ora ranei koe apopo
kua riro atu ranei koe ki tera wa te wa
mutunga kore ? Ehara tenei i te mea nui,
he mea ngarahu mo kia rapu, ai koe he nohonga
mo mo tera wa, te wa mutunga fore ?
E rere ana nga kaipuke e rua i tetahi
rangi kino rangi kohu ka tutaki raua kua
pukaru tetahi i te ihu o tera ka ngaro iho
tetahi ki roto i te wai. A i tera kaipuke
pukaru e hou ana ki roto i te wai ka tu te
rangatira ka karanga atu "Ko HEA KOE ?"
E te kai korero e haere ana koe, engari
"Ehaere ana koe ko hea ?" Me he poto rawa
te wa, he kohu o tatou oranga, ano ra e
rite ana ki te tarutaru nga kinokino katoa,
te kororia katoa ano hoki o te tangata,
Ehara i te mea nui whakaharahara kia
marama ai koe ki to nohonga amuri atu ?
E haere atu ana koe ki tetahi takiwa-taiwa
mutunga kore! E rua nga nohonga ki reira,
he tawha nui rawa atu i waenganui. E
kore rawa e taea te tangata o tetahi nohonga
ki te whakawhiti atu ki to tera. I tetahi
taha o taua tawha ko te Rangi, i tetahi taha
o taua tawha ko te Reinga-te Koto Ahi-"
Ko HEA KOE?"
Tera, e rua nga huarahi ki taua takiwa
mutunga kore. Kua huaina tetahi " Te
Ara nui. " Ano tona puakanga "he
puakanga wharahi. " Ko tera atu huarahi,
"E kiki ana. " Ano tona puakanga, "He
puakanga e kiki ana. " A, he takomaha
nga tangata e tomo ana ki roto i te pua-
kanga wharahi kua ki hoki te ara nui i te
tangata. Engari ra, e ai ta te Tama o te
Atua, " E ruarua te hunga e kitea ai" te
puakanga e kiki ana. Korerotia Matiu 7,
Tetahi o aua huarahi e rua e haere, haere.
haere iho ano tae noa ki te whakangaro-
manga; ko tera atu huarahi e piki ake ana
ki te kororia. Ko te mutunga o aua huarahi
e rua ano, ko te takiwa mutungakore.
Engari ra, ehara i te hanga te nohonga o
tetahi i tetahi; ko tetahi "kua whaka-
marietia, " ko tetahi, "kua whakama-
maetia. "(Korerotia Ruka 16, 19. 31. )
" Where shall I spend Eternity ?"
Two steamers were going in different
directions on the river Thames, at the time
of a dense fog, and as the knife-like bow of
one of the steamers came plunging into the
sides of the other, the captain of the doomed
ship cried out, " Where are you going?"
Reader, you are going somewhere; but
" Where are you going ?" If time is so short,
your life a vapour, your days a shadow, and
all flesh as grass, and the glory of man as
the flower of grass, is it not of the utmost
importance that you should know where you
are going ? You are going on to a grand
terminusEternity. But there are two
parts in that Eternitya deep impassable
gulf divides the two, and no means of access
from one to the other exist. Heaven is on
one side, and hell on the other. " Where are
you going ?"
Two roads lead to this grand terminus.
One is called the "broad road, " with its
" wide gate, "; the other the " narrow way, "
with its " strait gate. " Many go in at the
wide gate, and multitudes throng the broad
road; while says the Son of God, speaking of
the "strait gate, " "few there be that find
it. " Read Matt. vii. 13, 14.
One road goes down, down, down to des-
truction; the other, up to life and glory.
Eternity is the terminus, it receives all; but
how vastly different are the estates of the
two classes, the one " comforted, " and the
other "tormented. " Read Luke xvi 19, 31.
My reader, " Where are you going'?"
Eternity is an overwhelming thought,
eternal glory or eternal woe! The length,
to use a word that can only apply to Time,
how blessed on the one hand, but how fear-
fully solemn on the other; It often rises
before the mind in all its immensity.
Supposing we could divide the ocean into
drops, and count a hundred years for every
drop; and take the sand upon the ocean's
shores, and count a thousand years for every
grain: and every ray of light, and count a
million years for every ray; and all the
minute particles of air in infinite space, and
count a billion years for every particle,
then, when these years have run their course
and come to an end, it would be, as it were,
but the morning of eternity.