I am a Sinner
I am not perfect. I will be the first to admit it
I want to be clear in letting my audience know that I speak from experience. I am not perfect; I don’t sit atop a pedestal and I am not self righteous. I still do things that I should not. Walking as a Christian is not easy; my flesh is weak and I give into to smoking and cursing a lot more than I should. I want to share the word nonetheless; I am still capable of being a vessel to carry the Word to those in need. I want to save souls and I want to change minds. I don’t want you think as I do, but I want to challenge you to dive head first into the Word.
I am a sinner. I do not have wings nor is my voice that of an angel.
My aura does not precede me. I am incapable of flying.
I am a sinner. I have no glory. I am not a champion.
I was born into this world that is filled with it.
I am a product of an unholy union between my mother and my father.
I was raised in a temple filled with songs.
I grew up and found myself wallowing sin.
I ran back to God and he cleansed me as he does time and time again.
I am a sinner. I cannot always tame my flesh.
I allow fear and anger to take control until there is nothing left.
Though I am a sinner the Lord of Hosts loves me still.
He waits for me to fill my calling and obey his will.
That which I hate the most I always do.
That which I must, always fails to come through.
I am at war with the Word and myself.
Time is running out…there will be nothing left.
I am a sinner, but I am not proud.
In my mind there is badness though I speak the Word out loud.
I always seek forgiveness when I pray.
I want to save souls; so I ask Jesus to give me the right words to say.
I am a sinner but my faith is growing strong.
This mustard seed is being cultivated and it is being passed along.
Through my wisdom and my work I want to help set the captives free.
I want to lead them to Christ; I need them to also pray for me.