When I Say "I am a Christian. . ."

 

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
I'm not shouting "I am saved."
I'm whispering "I was lost."
That's why I chose this way.

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
And need Him as my Guide.

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need strength to carry on.

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And can never pay the debt.

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
I still feel heartache and pain.
I have my share of troubles --
That's why I seek His name.

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
I don't claim to perfect be.
My flaws are far too many --
But God sees worth in me.

When I say . . . "I am a Christian,"
It's not to stand and judge --
It's to pray that you will know Him
And be loved as I am loved.

                                                                         Carol Wimmer
                                                                         copyright 1988

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