“A woman’s heart should be so hidden in Christ
that a man should have to seek Him first to find her.”
When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’”
I’m whispering “I was lost, Now I’m found and forgiven.”
When I say… “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… “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… “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… “I am a Christian” I’m not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.
When I say… “I am a Christian” I still feel the sting of pain..
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say… “I am a Christian” I’m not holier than thou,
I’m just a simple sinner Who received God’s good grace, somehow!
(I copied this from here http://crumbsonmyfloor.com/ her blog is awesome and always uplifting. She also has a video from Steven Curtis Chapman's daughters' memorial)
2 comments:
Hey Kristen, lovely poem...and glad to hear your little one is o.k., just cranky, which seems all too normal!!!
Kristen, thanks for your visit to my blog! It was nice "meeting" you! This poem is beautiful. I tried to pick a favorite line, but can't. They are all so real and beautiful. I can't link to the memorial...too sad...I just read about that in US Weekly, and I think that along with other events prompted my horrific dream last night. By the way, your family is gorgous!
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