Posted on Thursday, October 25th, 2007 at 12:35 pm
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This is Mo again and I don’t want to say too much about how I get this information onto the web-site because I need to protect those who are helping me in this plight. I appreciate all of your support and I want to tell you not to worry. The other beagle in the family (Sox) and I have worked out an escape plan. I knew this day was coming and so I had a tattoo of the entire prison system placed on my body. All that I have to do is connect the dots. It will not be obvious to any human, but that is because your species is of a lower intelligence.
Sox and I will be doing a variety of things to throw off the suspicion of SamLam. Already he thinks that someone else is writing this blog and is trying to figure out who it is. Little does he know that I can type. Sure I have to hunt and peck, but I am a beagle; I love to hunt. The only problem I have is that when I find the correct key I want to grab it and shake it until I break its neck.
I will be free! We have already started the tunnel and all that I will say is that I hope no one in the family moved the kitchen table in the near future.
The Engineer’s of the Underdog Railroad,
Mo (edited by Sox)
P.S. We may be able to get you a picture of Sox, but for now she is trying to protect her identity.
Posted on Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007 at 10:00 pm
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Some of you heard about my puppy Mo eating my Greek book. I wanted to show you what he had actually done to the book so here are the photos. The evidence of his misconduct.
Posted on Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007 at 9:45 pm
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Hello,
This is Mo and I don’t have much time. As you can see from the photo, I have been imprisoned without a trial. I don’t have long and I apologize for the quality of the photo. It was taken by the other beagle in the house and we had to make a camera out of a shoebox (we ate the shoes). Please write and tell Dr. Sam to give me my freedom. I only ate the Greek book because I wanted to learn and I can’t read yet. I deserve freedom, I deserve another chance, I deserve to be let out of this cage. Please help me win my freedom.
Posted on Tuesday, October 23rd, 2007 at 12:49 pm
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I have finished my course. . . The Apostle Paul
I have not written in a while because I have been thinking. I know that this can be dangerous, so I have decided that I should start writing again.
This is a picture of my son Josiah (not Joshua!) finishing up his latest cross country race. He is a great runner and a great son. I have a picture of my daughter Charity that I was going to upload, but she would kill me. It is not the best picture of her and I want you to see how beautiful she really is so I will take another picture an put it up later.
I have been struck lately by how much our lives are like a cross country run. The person who gets out in front first rarely wins. In fact you can almost always say for certain that the person who starts out in front will not be the one in front at the end of the race. The race comes with its share of difficulties and there are plenty of opportunities to quit. At times the the course seems tough, the elements seem to work against the runner and the pain of our bodies screams for us to just stop. But the good runners don’t. My son doesn’t; he finishes. That is why I am so proud of him. He is a young man who shows forth the work of the Spirit in his life in many ways, but one of the ways is that he realizes that life is not about doing the easy thing but the right thing. Sometimes finishing is really difficult, but it is the right thing.
I had a friend in college who was a cross country runner. His name was Tom Gould and he was also a wonderful example of a Godly young man. I remember one year when the great race was to be held on a cold rainy thanksgiving day (we never went home for thanksgiving at Bob Jones, mainly because most of us could not afford it). Gould was an all out favorite to win the race but then something happened. At the start of the race, when runners were jockeying for position, someone stepped on the back of Tom’s shoe and it came off. He couldn’t stop and put his shoe back on, but the ground was cold and it was raining. Most of those who saw what happened felt really sorry for Tommy. This was his day and his race and now it was taken away from him by some quirk.
In the yearbook that year there was a picture of a shoe in a puddle. It was Tom’s shoe. It sat there as if in triumph after Tom had won the race with only one shoe on. Whenever I am tempted to stop, quit, just say forget about it, I remember my friend Tom who pressed on in spite of difficulties that were not his fault and won because he refused to stop running. I want my son to be a person who refuses to stop running, no matter what God’s providence might send his way. I want him to be a runner not just in his life, but in his heart. Let us all strive to be cross country runners in our hearts if not in our lives.
Onward . . .
DrSamLam
Posted on Saturday, October 6th, 2007 at 11:44 am
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When I was a young man I assisted my father in the ministry. I remember one time that I received a call from a person who allowed their children to come to our church. She was very belligerent towards me and had many complaints about the way that I was doing things. I had much confidence as a young man, and did not take criticism well at all. I began to defend myself, and as I listened to her I began to hear her slur her words and realized that she had been drinking. I finally blurted out that I would not be attacked by a drunken fool.
She then called my father telling him that her children would not be coming back to church. My very wise father, who had no formal theological education, but was a great pastor, came to see me and asked what had happened. I told him that I had been attacked by what I was sure was an agent of Satan and that I was not going to allow that kind of thing to happen to me in the Lord’s service.
Dad didn’t ask me to apologize, didn’t ask me to do anything but simply told me that the kids would not be coming back to church and then quoted for me the first part of 2 Timothy 2:24. He simply said, “remember Sam that the servant of the Lord must not strive but be gentle unto all men . . . .”
I had been to college and I knew about exegesis (I knew the word anyway) so I thought that he had taken that phrase out of context. I looked it up and read this: 2 Timothy 2:24-26 24 And the servant of the Lord must not strive; but be gentle unto all men, apt to teach, patient, 25 In meekness instructing those that oppose themselves; if God peradventure will give them repentance to the acknowledging of the truth; 26 And that they may recover themselves out of the snare of the devil, who are taken captive by him at his will.
I called up the lady and apologized, picked up her kids on Sunday for church and learned that there is great value in sometimes being quiet, even when your are sure you are correct. Sometimes in reformed theology we could use a great deal more quiet.
And so with this story, I am closing down all comment on the Warren Gage, Knox Seminary Board, Coral Ridge Session matter. While some that has been said has been helpful, over the last few days it has mostly degenerated into great strife. I kindly ask that if you have anything else to say on this matter you say it somewhere else. If this wish is not adhered to, I will simply close down the site. I never imagined that my site would become what it has in the last week. I originally opened it as a place for my students to get sermons, handouts and powerpoints from class. It has now become an agent of strife. I cannot bear that. My father taught me better.
Trying to learn not to strive but dependant upon the grace of the Lord,
DrSamLam
Posted on Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007 at 3:03 pm
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Some of you who heard the sermon on Sunday (Matthew Sermons II; Matthew 8:23) asked about what the new dog looked like. Well, here he is. Just so you get an idea of his size, the ball in the picture is about the size of a baseball.
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