Both learned in a little stone church
set in the side of a hill atop an island
in the Alantic Ocean
There as a young impressionable
child holding fast to her earthly daddy's
hand I learned of the love of the heavenly
father.
The lession of faith I learned from
the gentle wives of strong fishermen
who roamed the frigid storm tossed
seas looking for the daily catch
truly their bread of life.
Many times when the harbor bar moaned
to alert the fisherfolk of an impending storm
the familes would gather in that stone church
with the gleaming stained glass windows
listening to the mighty pipe organ play..
Binding hearts and acending prayers together
As they sang these songs of hope
Faith of Our Fathers ...Eternal Father
Strong to Save and Rock of Angels
Those lessons have served me well
out here on life's ocean,
Many times I have clung to the rock of faith
as the fate thrown storms around me raged,
safely wraped in the mighty arms of our heavenly father.
My rocks of life have served me well and often
and I will continue to believe in them and rely on them
until life draws the final veil and I set
sail upon the waters of eternity
Homeward bound !
They will be my compass and my only guide
until I dock safely in the harbor of the angels
