Samson is an interesting character in the Old Testament. (Judges, chapters 13-16.) We can learn much about ourselves through it. The drama has many implications for us, but the conclusion lies far beyond the Old Testament narrative.
Samson’s story is a powerful saga about a man who was NOT the brave leader commonly supposed by the average person. The book of Judges presents him as a man who was given to whoring and sexual exploits. The Bible is littered with characters that are seriously flawed. King Saul, King David and his son Solomon were far from perfect. Samson could be said to head the list.
“Samson the hero,” is what every Jewish child the first time he or she hears about him. Over the years that is how he has been portrayed in works of art, theatre and film. Saint Saens composed an impressive opera about him, the music of which captures the pathos of his lonely existence. Grand Opera is a wonderful media for portraying loss and tragedy. All the best operas end with a death. Think of Madame Butterfly in the opera by Puccini.
Verdi’s opera based on Shakespeare’s Othello adds considerably to the tragedy of the story. Othello you will remember kills Desdemona, his lover, out of rumour and misplaced jealousy.
Samson was a man whose calling was a never ending struggle to accommodate his life to the powerful destiny thrust upon him. That is true of all Christians. We are all flawed. How otherwise can we understand others?
Samson couldn’t grasp the tragic role into which he had been cast. He’s a very fragmented individual. He was born a stranger to his parents. Despite being the strongman of popular myth, he constantly yearned to win the affections of his father and mother and love in general. The whole of his existence was the quest for love that he was never to know.
There are few other Bible stories with so much passion, action, fireworks and raw emotion. The battle with the lion, the three hundred burning foxes, the women he bedded and the one woman that he loved, are intensely dramatic. His betrayal by the women in his life, from his mother to Delilah, and in the end his murderous suicide, when he brought the house down on himself and three thousand Philistines, are not calculated to give comfort or hope. The lesson of Samson’s story is what the Spirit communicates to us through it.
Beyond the untamed wildness, impulsiveness, the chaos and the din, we sense a life story that is at bottom the tortured journey of a single, lonely and turbulent soul who never found anywhere a true home in the world. His very body was a harsh place of exile. This discovery, call it recognition, which like all tragic stories, slips silently into the day to day existence of each of us, into our most private moments, and our buried secrets. There’s a little bit of Samson in every one of us, hopefully without such drastic results.
Now the conclusion – Only the Lord Jesus can give us the love for which we have been created and only He can heal our conflicts and lead us into the present reality of his Kingdom. Jesus is as much for Now as any future life that might exist beyond the grave.
I don’t say that Jesus solves all our problems. But he does help us live with them
Good brother Samson was beyond berserk. When I read his story it makes me feel better about my walk with the Lord. Sometimes I think “why did God chose me” . Im as stupid and rotten as they come. But the holy ghost stayed with good brother Sam to the end.
I don’t think, that besides me, there has ever been a so fantastically out of control person ever to walk this planet such as good brother Samson.
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When Bosco was a lad we used to hire him out as a demolition expert.
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Guess there’s hope for both of us Bosco. I’m a bit out of control myself sometimes.
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Reblogged this on Call to Witness.
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When I was younger I believed that my life would be one of happiness and success. It is the optimism of youth and surely serves a good purpose to drive us forth in life. I never would have said, even a few short years ago, that all of us life a life where tragedy plays a part. But now I have discovered that indeed tragedy visits us all in some way. None of us, not one, can overcome the travails in life depending on our own strength or talents. We are all destined to failure! But why? Of course we all know why, we who have come to love the Lord – so that we may place our total faith and trust in him. We my be as mighty in physical strength as Samson, but in the end we call out to our dear Abba. We must be as little children – just as our dear Lord showed us by his lowly and humble birth. What a wonderful, marvelous God we have who loves us so much that he laid down his very life for us. Now that is real strength when all the world looked on and thought they saw a defeated man nailed to a cross. I t is those who have suffered tragedy who perceive the triumph of the cross. Thank you for the refection, Malcolm.
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Celia thank you for your request to restore my Lent series on the Letters of Saint Clare to Saint Agnes of Prague. My work will not appear again here: neither will I.
However, if the articles interest you, some contemplative Franciscan sisters in North Wales requested a hard copy of these articles for those sisters who did not have access to the Internet, so I reproduced them in full on a Word document. It is now available here: https://equusasinus.net/blog-archive/letters-of-saint-clare-to-agnes-of-prague/
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Of course I am interested in reading your articles, but the intent of my question was to restore the wholeness of this blog. We are all (all) sinful creatures striving for truth. We are admonished to correct each other in charity and truth. If your posts remained here, then others could read and be sustained by them. Instead you choose to withdraw them. It is one thing to provide a link to your own blog, it is another to restore health to a body of believers in all their complexity and human frailty. (Ephesians 4)
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Don’t let the doorknob hit you
where the dog should have bit you (;-D
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Dear Celia,
Thank you for that moving and very significant comment. Tragedy does visit us and we have to live with it and through God’s grace to allow it to change our perceptions and outlook on life. We do not rise above tragedy, nor can we block it out of our minds. Yes it is becoming like little children and awakening to the child buried inside our outwardly formal and matter of fact existence. Abba Father!
I don’t know if you have ever thought about it, but it was the child in Jesus that was betrayed, sold for 30 pieces of silver, nailed to the Cross and rejected. It was the child in Jesus who trusted, who loved and brought the new life of God into the lives of those who followed him.
Lent is a time to quit running, to let ourselves be caught and embraced by love, like a sheep with safe pasture.. Our life is not willed by God to be an endless anxiety. It is meant to be an embrace, but that entails being caught by Jesus.
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