By Maya Angelou
'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 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 just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!
This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.
Zephaniah 3:17 NLT
"For the LORD your God has arrived to live among you. He is a mighty savior. He will rejoice over you with great gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will exult over you by singing a happy song."
What warm hearts you all offer
Thank you all for the kindness you have shown me with every Award. I am embraced. You Are a blessing.
5 comments:
Thinking of you both. Hope he gets well soon!
Praying for dear dash, love you.
Get well soon Dash
Give that handsome little man a hug from me and I'll be praying for him.
Hugs always~
Annette
I will put Dash on my prayer list. God Bless. Also Sherry @ Country Wings in Phoenix asked me to let you know that Cindy @ Applestone Cottage from Wisconsin will be here the last week of Oct. and wanted to meet all the Az. bloggers. Oct. 30th is the date and at Gooseberries again. You can email me @ astrollthrulife@gmail.com and I will give you all the details. If you know of any others, I would appreciate you letting them know. Hugs, Marty
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