When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I’m not shouting, “I am saved,”
I’m whispering, “I am lost!”
That’s why I chose His way.

When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I don’t speak of it with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble
And I need Him to be my guide.

When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I’m not trying to be strong.
I’m professing that I am weak
And pray His strength to carry on.

When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I’m not bragging of success.
I’m admitting that I have failed
But Christ has paid the debt.

When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I’m not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are only too visible
But Christ believes I’m worth it.

When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I still feel the sting of pain,
And I have my share of heartaches,
Which is why I share His name.

When I say, “I’m a Christian,”
I do not wish to judge.
For I have no authority.
I only know that I am loved. (Anon)