When I say....I’m a Christian

When I say . . . “I’m a Christian,”

I’m not shouting “I am saved!”

I’m whispering, “I get lost!”

“That’s why I chose this way.”

 

When I say . . . “I’m a Christian,”

I don’t speak of this with pride.

I’m confessing that I stumble,

and need someone to be my guide.

 

When I say . . . “I’m 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’m a Christian,”

I’m not bragging of success.

I’m admitting I have failed

and cannot ever pay the debt.

 

When I say . . . “I’m a Christian,”

I’m not claiming to be perfect.

My flaws are all too visible,

but God believes I’m worth it!

 

When I say . . . “I’m a Christian,”

I still feel the sting of pain.

I have my share of heartaches,

which is why I seek His name.

 

When I say . . . “I’m a Christian,”

I do not wish to judge.

I have no authority—

I only know I’m loved!