When he was 16 Sam felt the Lord calling him so he joined the local monastery. He took the vows of celibacy, poverty, and obedience. For the next 50 years his job was to make bibles, printing them and binding them by hand. After 50 years of devotion he was ready to retire so the head monk organized a diner for Sam the next evening. As they talked about the diner the head monk asked if at any time Brother Sam had any doubts about what he did for the past 50 years. Brother Sam replied "well, I have been printing Bibles for the past 50 years and have always wondered if we are producing an exact copy of the good book." The head monk replies "we have the original copy in the vaults downstairs that we check with to catch any mistakes. I will take you down so you can see it yourself." They go downstairs and Brother Sam starts to read the first ever edition of Bible. He doesn't show up for supper that night or breakfast the next day. When his banquet is about to start he still hasn't come up the head monk goes down to get him. He sees Brother Sam sitting in a chair holding his head in his hands and crying uncontrollably. Brother Sam calls the head monk, "Whats the matter." Brother Sam looks up with tears streaming from his eyes and cries out "CELEBRATE! THE WORD IS CELEBRATE!"