You would think somebody who was sensible enough to steward those gifts well would see

if their goal was to glorify God.

They're trying to do something here.

Something should be a miss.

You know, it has to be this question.

Ask me this question.

Can he be that dumb?

Yeah.

I tell him something fake.

They test it out and then, haha, that's not quite it.

And then he actually tells them what it is.

The fact that he was playing this little game demonstrates that he was prostituting the

indwelling of the spirit for the purposes of demonstrating his prowess or his authority

or power over these people who just could not figure out the source of my strength.

We shouldn't toy with God like that.

So is that why then we could say that at the end when he does finally say here's my

strength, it's evidence that he's saying you know what the strength is within me.

So take off my hair and watch me still when it's demonstrating that his faith was misplaced.

You know, as you were describing that Walter, there's a ridiculousness to Samson.

I mean, I felt like a dog returning to his vinyl.

This is stupid.

It was pretty easy to start judging Samson and then I feel that same thing like that's

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