Son Of God, Love's Pure Light
Christmas Candlelight Sermons and Service
The ship's captain stood at the helm on a night that boasted neither moon nor stars, but only impenetrable fog. Staring into the void he searched for signs of other vessels. In the distance, he spotted a dim light dead ahead.
Immediately, he had his signalman flash the Morse code message, "We are on a collision course. Alter your course 35° portside."
A reply flashed back, "Alter your course 35° starboard."
The captain was stunned by the curt response. He signaled back, "I am a Captain in the United States Navy! Alter your course 35° portside."