Ramblings in search for significance even in this small world that I live in...How does every suppose to fit into the reality of every day living when you dream of the fairytell ending...were we so wrong to dream?
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Am I a Christian?
When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not shouting, "I am saved" I'm whispering, "I was lost" That is 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 someone 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 I have failed And cannot ever pay the debt. When I say..."I am 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 am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain I have my share of heartaches Which is why I speak 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. Carol S. Wimmer