putri_nih posted this poem in her journal not long ago and it immediately reminded me of my grandfather. He used to keep a framed poster of this poem hanging on the wall of his study (written in Spanish, though), so it became one of many memories of him while I was growing up.

Just thought I'd share :)

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Copied this poem from a post in ljchristians:

Christians - By Carol Wimmer

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."

( and the rest )