Samson and His Strength
J. Gerald Harris
Judges 15:14-20
Now, when I think of Samson, I think of someone who is big; I think of someone who is strong; I think of someone whose very presence is intimidating.
I'm reminded of a story from the wild west. A small, sickly looking guy was hired as a bartender. The saloon owner gave him a word of warning. ''Drop everything and run for your life if ever you hear that Big John is coming to town.''
The man worked several months without any problem. Then one day a cowboy rushed into the saloon shouting, ''Big John is a'comin'.''
He was in such a hurry to leave, he knocked the small bartender to the floor on his way out. Before the bartender could get up and run, a giant of a man with a black, bushy beard rode into the saloon on the back of a buffalo. Using a rattlesnake as a whip, he tore the swinging doors right off their hinges, knocked over three tables and threw the snake into a corner. He pounded his massive fist on the bar, splitting it in half as he asked for a drink. The barkeep nervously pushed a bottle at the man who bit off the top and downed the contents in one gulp. Wanting to keep him from getting mad, the bartender asked if he wanted another drink.
''Ain't got time,'' roared the man as he turned to leave. ''Big John is a'comin' to town!''
Well, this evening I want us to think about Samson and his strength. Was he an Incredible Hulk or another Hulk Hogan; was he the original Rambo? And what was the source of his strength?
In our text, we read that Samson killed a thousand Philistines with the jawbone of an ass. I do not know how large the Philistine army was, but there must have been several thousand. After all, I cannot imagine any army fighting to the very last man. So if Samson killed a thousand, there were probably many others who decided that discretion was the better part of valor and ran like rabbits.
Let's just take a look at the life of Samson. There is a romance to me in the ve ...
J. Gerald Harris
Judges 15:14-20
Now, when I think of Samson, I think of someone who is big; I think of someone who is strong; I think of someone whose very presence is intimidating.
I'm reminded of a story from the wild west. A small, sickly looking guy was hired as a bartender. The saloon owner gave him a word of warning. ''Drop everything and run for your life if ever you hear that Big John is coming to town.''
The man worked several months without any problem. Then one day a cowboy rushed into the saloon shouting, ''Big John is a'comin'.''
He was in such a hurry to leave, he knocked the small bartender to the floor on his way out. Before the bartender could get up and run, a giant of a man with a black, bushy beard rode into the saloon on the back of a buffalo. Using a rattlesnake as a whip, he tore the swinging doors right off their hinges, knocked over three tables and threw the snake into a corner. He pounded his massive fist on the bar, splitting it in half as he asked for a drink. The barkeep nervously pushed a bottle at the man who bit off the top and downed the contents in one gulp. Wanting to keep him from getting mad, the bartender asked if he wanted another drink.
''Ain't got time,'' roared the man as he turned to leave. ''Big John is a'comin' to town!''
Well, this evening I want us to think about Samson and his strength. Was he an Incredible Hulk or another Hulk Hogan; was he the original Rambo? And what was the source of his strength?
In our text, we read that Samson killed a thousand Philistines with the jawbone of an ass. I do not know how large the Philistine army was, but there must have been several thousand. After all, I cannot imagine any army fighting to the very last man. So if Samson killed a thousand, there were probably many others who decided that discretion was the better part of valor and ran like rabbits.
Let's just take a look at the life of Samson. There is a romance to me in the ve ...
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