When I say I am a Christian

On this lovely day of Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent, it is time to reflect on ourselves as Christians. 

It is particularly challenging when you are catholic. 

Some people have asked me over the years if we are true Christians and why we worship Mary, Mother of God. At first, I used to get annoyed, but now I simply answer them and say "I don't worship her, I venerate her".

 But what is the difference, one might ask? I simply regard our lady with reverence and respect.

I want to share with you a poem that I saw on the net that encompasses mostly how I think of myself as a Christian. 

When I say that 'I am a Christian', I am not shouting that 'I am clean living. I'm whispering, 'I was lost, but 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!