Entry 343


When I say…“I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting “I’m clean living.”
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 jus a simple sinner
Who received God’s grace, somehow.



by Maya Angelou