When I Say, “I am a Christian”

When I say, “I am a Christian,”  I’m not shouting, “I’ve been saved!” I’m whispering, “I get lost!  That’s why I chose this way”

When I say, “I am a Christian,”  I don’t speak with human pride I’m confessing that I stumble-needing God to be my guide

When I say, “I am a Christian,”  I’m not trying to be strong I’m professing that I’m weak and pray for strength to carry on

When I say, “I am a Christian,” I’m not bragging of success I’m admitting that I’ve failed and cannot ever pay the debt

When I say, “I am a Christian,”  I don’t think I know it all I submit to my confusion asking humbly to be taught

When I say, “I am a Christian,” I’m not claiming to be perfect My flaws are far too visible but God believes I’m worth it

When I say, “I am a Christian,”  I still feel the sting of pain I have my share of heartache which is why I seek His name

When I say, “I am a Christian,”  I do not wish to judge I have no authority–I only know I’m loved

Copyright 1988 Carol Wimmer