Here is a wonderful poem that Ardith Engel shared with us for her sermon last Sunday. It is written by Carol Wimmer.
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 his way.”
When I say, “I am a Christian”
I don’t speak of this with 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 I have 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 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 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.
