“So the woman bore a son, and she called him Samson. The boy grew, and the Lord blessed him.”

— Judges 13:24

Samson was the strongest man that ever lived, as the makers of certain luggage have attested. They named it in his honor. It’s indestructible because it’s Samsonite.

Now Samson was a real man, he was not the idol of Homer’s mind, living on Mount Olympus. He was a humble son of Manoah and his wife, he was of the tribe of Dan in Israel, and God had gifted him remarkably.

His birth was announced by an angel. He was given a high calling and purpose to deliver the people of God from the 40-year-long tyranny of the Philistines, and he was given a consecration.

He was to be a Nazarite, one separated unto God. He was to be one whose separation was seen by the fact that no razor was to touch his head and no strong drink was to touch his lips. He was truly a remarkable man. Not the kind of fellow you would want to arm wrestle with, I assure you, regardless of how big you are.

He judged Israel for 20 years. He heard their cases, he judged them, he bore with their problems, he led them in battle, he fought with them and for them, and yet all we remember is Samson and Delilah. He fell because of his relationship with Delilah, a Philistine woman. All young preachers take note. All the rest is forgotten in the tragedy of his fall.

Oh, Lord, my strength and my shield, give me strength today to lean on You. Make me a muscular Christian. Let me go forth in Your strength, never depending on my own ability. Thank You, Jesus, that You are my strength and salvation…

BY GOD’S STRENGTH, WE CAN
MAKE SOMETHING OF OUR LIVES.