When I think of Jesus I don’t
 think of Christians and when I think of Christians I really don’t think
 much about Jesus. The two don’t really strike the same chord in my 
heart, they never have. I could argue that this should be different, 
that there should be a connection, that there should be a similarity, 
but I cant and won’t. There are a lot of people out there already 
preaching that message. Let them have it. Personally, I think that we 
have it all wrong. The world knows we do, but we are not really 
convinced. 
Beyond
 word searches and Strong’s numbers there lies a truth right out in the 
open, a fact so raw and real that it begs my attention, in fact this 
revelation stands in such plain sight that I wonder why I missed it 
before. Maybe I was to busy
 trying to be spiritual.
The truth I am referring to is the revelation of son-ship.
Titles
 never really impressed me. Flesh and bone, no matter how you dress it 
up, is still nothing more than a corpse waiting to die.  What we call 
ourselves is never greater than who we really are. I believe it is who 
we really are that God cares about. 
Act 11:26 … And the disciples were called Christians first in Antioch. 
Titles
 are important to us, maybe it makes me feel important, maybe scratches 
the itch of pride that continually hides in the creases of my flesh, or 
maybe it finally helps me feel like I am finally accepted. No matter the
 reason, even if I get to the point where I am no longer looking for 
titles and themes to go with my life, people still seem to give them to 
me. Were obsessed with them. 
The
 disciples
 were rocking the world. Someone had to notice. There were ripping the 
head off of religion and birthing sons of God left and right. Culture 
began to change. Lives were transformed and the church was flexing its 
muscles. As man is always so inclined to do, they had to name it. It was
 man who first called us Christians. It was God who first called us 
sons. There is power in a name, but not a title. Sons are named, 
Christianity is a category. You and I were not born to be a category.
Normally
 I would not get so caught up in the formalities, but I began to look at
 the scriptures and found that I can really miss the point of the coming
 of Christ if I view my life from a Christian standpoint instead of 
viewing my life as a son of God. The worlds response to son-ship was to 
name it, Gods response to son-ship was to empower it. If I look at the 
lack of power in the church I find a lot of things categorized and very 
few things
 empowered.
John 1:12  But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name: 
I
 am saved by the name of Jesus, not the category of Christianity. 
Correcting my view on this is not just a religious pet peeve. Its not 
another theological argument. I believe it is important for the purpose 
of viewing not only myself, but God, correctly. Jesus was and is a Son. 
God did not come here in the form of Jesus Christ to redeem us from 
Adams fall and our sin to create a  new name for us, He came here to 
create new sons for Himself. If I read the Word through the eyes of 
Christianity I don’t see what God sees. I end up seeing something I 
never can quite get, something I always fall short of, something that I 
long for, yet always eludes me. Christianity has morphed into a 
religion, a set of morals, and rules for me to learn and adhere to. If
 I can just learn enough, and be good enough, maybe I will finally feel 
accepted, maybe the pain of Christianity will finally cease.
Son-ship
 is organic, its natural, it flows as effortlessly as the DNA of a 
human. When I start to see myself as a son, I then also see that the law
 is already written in my heart. I don’t need to learn more rules, I 
need to learn how to hang out with my Father. Sons begin to realize that
 they have need of nothing, they are heirs of God, they have the Holy 
Spirit as a down payment of the riches of heaven. Son’s don’t need to 
pray for patience, they learn that they need to access it. Son’s don’t 
need to pray for the things of God to come, they realize that they are 
already hidden in their heart. Son’s aren’t afraid of offense, they 
embrace the cross, and they are a different breed of “christian”. The 
only thing that stops natural son-ship is un-crucified flesh. Where love
 in me is
 not strong enough to submit to my Father I find something of me that I 
love more than Him. This does not stop son-ship but it stops 
relationship, and relationship is the heartbeat of son-ship.
Christianity
 is always changed by the culture but sons are the same yesterday, 
today, and forever. They are the image of God for their generation as 
Jesus was for His. Each generation of Christianity has gotten farther 
and farther from the original intent. Those who have changed culture for
 God are usually more son-like than Christian. Ideals and moral laws 
carry you only as far as your next failure. Son-ship carries you to the 
arms of an understanding and loving God. 
If
 I can believe that the DNA of God lives in me, then I can rest, that no
 matter how little I know, how frail I am, how messed up I am, I am 
still a son. Son’s are lords over the sabbath. In other words in every 
situation they rest, they
 trust, they rejuvenate. 
Everything
 I pray for, I can pray for as a Christian or as a son. As a Christian I
 will be waiting for something I already possess, as a son I will 
apprehend that which I have already been given. Son-ship is the hinge 
upon which faith lives, moves, has its being in my life. 
The
 word Christian in reference to us is only used three times in the New 
Testament and never by Jesus. But the word “sons” is far more applied 
and even applied by Jesus.
In
 Romans chapter eight, the famous verse that sums up what the world is 
waiting for, states that the world is not groaning and waiting for the 
revealing of more Christians, or a neo version of it, its waiting for 
the revealing of sons.
As
 a son I know that I need to grow, to mature, to learn, to be humble, 
and to love, but I no longer approach God cowering in fear waiting for
 Him to tell me everything I’m not. As a son I now know that when I 
approach God, He is going to tell me what I am. So, why am I no longer 
called a Christian?  Because I refuse the titles of men in order to 
embrace the title God has given to me. His title over me rights the 
wrongs of religion, it clarifies the word of God, it frees the heart of 
man to realize that I am a son…and so are you.
-Chad Wilt












 








































