Once I asked a sun-tanned sailor: "Where did you find the Lord?"
Immediately he answered, "Latitude 25, longitude 54."
That puzzled me. I had heard of people finding Jesus Christ in many strange places, but here was something different.
" 'Latitude 25, longitude 54!’ What do you mean?"
He said, "I was sitting on deck, and out of a bundle of papers before me a little tract fell out. I began to read it, and as I read it, I saw the truth. I received Jesus as my Savior then and there, and I jumped up off the coil of rope—a saved man. I thought, If I were on shore, I would know where I was saved, and why shouldn't I on the sea? And so I took my latitude and longitude right there."
Yes, far out at sea, with no land in sight, that sailor settled the question of his eternal destiny. He knew where he was going—and he wanted a record of his starting point, too!