“When I say that I’m a Christian”

This poem was shared with me from a friend at cafemom. I guess its pretty widely known, but I had never seen it until I started posting it myself. It is a beautiful reminder that this life is not about us, or what we want when we call ourselves Christians. I know for myself, when I fell away, I had a huge wake up call from God. It was the hardest thing to walk back into church after I disobeyed God. Thankfully, after some time, I allowed God to start removing my guilt and shame. I pray that when people see me, they don’t see someone who calls themself a Christian just for name sake, but I hope they see Jesus, and desire to know Him too.

When I Say “I Am A Christian”

by Carol Wimmer

When I say…”I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting “I am saved”
I’m whispering “I get lost!”
“That is why I chose this way.”

When I say…”I am a Christian”
don’t speak of this with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble
and need someone 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’m not claiming to be perfect,
my flaws are 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.

It’s in the valley’s that we grow

I found this on the internet, and I remember probably getting it in my email at one time or another. Its a great reminder of Gods love for us and why we need to sometimes struggle with difficult things in our lives. I know for myself, its very true, looking back on some of the really hard times in my life; the only thing I could do was to cry out to God to help me make sense out of what I was going through and to teach me what I was suppose to learn from it all. I always tell God, “hey, if your gonna put me through some junk in this life, you’d better let me learn a thing or two from it”. That’s not always an easy conversation to have, but I have come to find that it is the best one to have when you are in the middle of a mess. God loves us, and he never lets go. I hope this poem will remind you that we need to struggle to become closer to God and his will for our lives.

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe
It’s then I have to remember
That it’s in the valleys I grow.

If I always stayed on the mountain top
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God’s love
And would be living in vain.

I have so much to learn
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountain tops,
But it’s in the valleys I grow.

I do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.

My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan’s loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I’m feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it’s in the valleys I grow.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day
To share your love with others
And help them find their way.

Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know
The mountain tops are glorious
But it’s in the valleys I grow!

Have a blessed day!