One day Samson went to Gaza, where he saw a prostitute. He went in to spend the night with her. The people of Gaza were told, “Samson is here!” So they surrounded the place and lay in wait for him all night at the city gate. They made no move during the night, saying, “At dawn we’ll kill him.”
But Samson lay there only until the middle of the night. Then he got up and took hold of the doors of the city gate, together with the two posts, and tore them loose, bar and all. He lifted them to his shoulders and carried them to the top of the hill that faces Hebron.
Some time later, he fell in love with a woman in the Valley of Sorek whose name was Delilah. The rulers of the Philistines went to her and said, “See if you can lure him into showing you the secret of his great strength and how we can overpower him so we may tie him up and subdue him. Each one of us will give you eleven hundred shekels of silver.”
So Delilah said to Samson, “Tell me the secret of your great strength and how you can be tied up and subdued.”
Samson answered her, “If anyone ties me with seven fresh thongs that have not been dried, I’ll become as weak as any other man.”
Then the rulers of the Philistines brought her seven fresh thongs that had not been dried, and she tied him with them. With men hidden in the room, she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!” But he snapped the thongs as easily as a piece of string snaps when it comes close to a flame. So the secret of his strength was not discovered.
Then Delilah said to Samson, “You have made a fool of me; you lied to me. Come now, tell me how you can be tied.”
He said, “If anyone ties me securely with new ropes that have never been used, I’ll become as weak as any other man.”
So Delilah took new ropes and tied him with them. Then, with men hidden in the room, she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!” But he snapped the ropes off his arms as if they were threads.
Delilah then said to Samson, “Until now, you have been making a fool of me and lying to me. Tell me how you can be tied.”
He replied, “If you weave the seven braids of my head into the fabric on the loom and tighten it with the pin, I’ll become as weak as any other man.” So while he was sleeping, Delilah took the seven braids of his head, wove them into the fabric and tightened it with the pin.
Again she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!” He awoke from his sleep and pulled up the pin and the loom, with the fabric.
Then she said to him, “How can you say, ‘I love you,’ when you won’t confide in me? This is the third time you have made a fool of me and haven’t told me the secret of your great strength.” With such nagging she prodded him day after day until he was tired to death.
So he told her everything. “No razor has ever been used on my head,” he said, “because I have been a Nazirite dedicated to God from my mother’s womb. If my head were shaved, my strength would leave me, and I would become as weak as any other man.”
When Delilah saw that he had told her everything, she sent word to the rulers of the Philistines, “Come back once more; he has told me everything.” So the rulers of the Philistines returned with the silver in their hands. Having put him to sleep on her lap, she called for someone to shave off the seven braids of his hair, and so began to subdue him. And his strength left him.
Then she called, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!”
He awoke from his sleep and thought, “I’ll go out as before and shake myself free.” But he did not know that the Lord had left him.
Then the Philistines seized him, gouged out his eyes and took him down to Gaza. Binding him with bronze shackles, they set him to grinding grain in the prison. But the hair on his head began to grow again after it had been shaved.
Now the rulers of the Philistines assembled to offer a great sacrifice to Dagon their god and to celebrate, saying, “Our god has delivered Samson, our enemy, into our hands.”
When the people saw him, they praised their god, saying,
“Our god has delivered our enemy
into our hands,
the one who laid waste our land
and multiplied our slain.”
While they were in high spirits, they shouted, “Bring out Samson to entertain us.” So they called Samson out of the prison, and he performed for them.
When they stood him among the pillars, Samson said to the servant who held his hand, “Put me where I can feel the pillars that support the temple, so that I may lean against them.” Now the temple was crowded with men and women; all the rulers of the Philistines were there, and on the roof were about three thousand men and women watching Samson perform. Then Samson prayed to the Lord, “Sovereign Lord, remember me. Please, God, strengthen me just once more, and let me with one blow get revenge on the Philistines for my two eyes.” Then Samson reached toward the two central pillars on which the temple stood. Bracing himself against them, his right hand on the one and his left hand on the other, Samson said, “Let me die with the Philistines!” Then he pushed with all his might, and down came the temple on the rulers and all the people in it. Thus he killed many more when he died than while he lived.
Then his brothers and his father’s whole family went down to get him. They brought him back and buried him between Zorah and Eshtaol in the tomb of Manoah his father. He had led Israel twenty years.
My thoughts -
If ever there was a flawed hero it was Samson. He was proud, arrogant, rude, whiny, condescending, and a very violent and angry man. He seemed to spend a lot of time visiting prostitutes and his love for women made him do some pretty dumb things.
His one real act of faith, what he was remembered for, what Paul lauded him for in Hebrews 11, was to kill an awful lot of Philistines while destroying their temple. Rather than a hero Samson may be a cautionary tale.
Here we have the story of Samson and Delilah. There's a lot more on Samson in the preceding chapters. But this story really gets to me.
First, Samson seems to have trouble with women. His first wife betrayed his confidence to her people which led eventually to her and her father's death. It also led to Samson stealing, literally, the clothes off of people's backs. Delilah has caught Samson's eye and she, too, seems like a curious selection for him. What ensues is almost inexplicable.
I can kind of see Samson "confiding" in her the "secret" to his strength. He isn't really risking anything. It's not really the secret. Besides he can find out through this if he can trust her. Of course, he finds that he can't.
Maybe I've never met a woman like Delilah. Maybe her charms were irresistible. Maybe with Samson's great strength comes the kind of hubris that makes you think you can't be touched. Whatever the reason Samson didn't leave like I, or any sane person would have. He stayed and even took some flack from her about lying. If I were in that position and stayed I probably would have retorted with something like "So what if I lied? You tried to have me killed!" Samson just gave her another lie.
This played out over and over again until he got so sick of her hassling him that he finally told her the truth. I don't even need to say how bad of an idea that was. But that's Samson. Maybe this was hubris because he seemed genuinely surprised that his strength left him. He knew the covenant with God. He knew the source of his strength was God. Maybe he was so used to having that gift that he assumed it came from himself. Maybe he believed that he was capable of overcoming anything and did not need God and did not need to hold up his end of their agreement. I don't know.
It's easy for me to sit here and judge Samson. But it's also easy for us to believe that we are the source of all that is good in our lives and turn our backs on God and others. We do this time and time again. Samson believed in his own strength and got distracted by a woman and it led to him being captured, mutilated, embarrassed, and then to his death. We believe that we are the source of our own prosperity and allow what we have and what we want to have to rule over us and distract us from God's calling for us to care for others. We have no less hubris then Samson. We just have different gifts.
Samson, of course, in his humiliation, remembered that God was the source of his strength. He called out to God and his cries were heard. His final act in this life was a greater feat of strength than any he had done previously.
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