Sunday, January 11, 2026

Sunday

I am a Christian. 

When I say that "I am a Christian," I am not shouting that "I am clean Living." I'm whispering "I was lost, but now I am found and forgiven." 

When I say that "I am a Christian," I don't speak of this with pride. I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

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

When I say that "I am a Christian," I'm not bragging of success. I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say that "I am a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect. My flaws are too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say that "I am a Christian," I still feel the sting of pain. I have my share of heartache, so I call upon His name. 

When I say that "I am a Christian," I'm not holier than thou. I'm just a sinner who received God's good grace, through Jesus Christ, somehow. 

- slightly different than the poem by Carol Wimmer, 1988

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 How? By believing and knowing that all man's sins were forgiven by Jesus' Crucifixion, shedding of His blood, death and resurrection at Calvary. 

John 3:16John 14:6  

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