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With Michael Walker
With Michael Walker
A message to the New Creation….
There comes a time in every son of God’s journey when language itself must be re-evaluated. Words hold power—not only because of what they mean, but because of what they carry. They are containers. They either carry divine life or institutional death. And when a word that was once innocent becomes the disguise for deception, it is no longer holy. It is no longer usable. It is no longer set apart.
The term “Christian” has become one of these words. It may have once pointed in the general direction of Jesus, but today it is a bloated, institutional umbrella. It covers everything from legalists to heretics, from televangelist performers to Bible-belt bigots, from lukewarm cultural believers to politicized Christian nationalists. It covers denominations that contradict each other, doctrines that cancel each other out, and traditions that Jesus never spoke. It has been used to justify war, silence victims, bless injustice, sell religion, and condemn entire groups of people in God’s name. And so we must ask: how can a term that encompasses such contradiction still represent the new creation? It cannot. The very fact that the word “Christian” must come with disclaimers proves it is no longer a holy word. It is a compromised label, and a compromised label cannot describe a set-apart identity.
“Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs, which on the outside appear beautiful, but inside they are full of dead men’s bones and all uncleanness.” — Matthew 23:27 NASB
“No one puts new wine into old wineskins; otherwise the wine will burst the wineskins, and the wine is lost, and the wineskins are ruined; but one puts new wine into fresh wineskins.” — Mark 2:22 NASB
To be “holy” in the language of the New Testament is to be hagios—a Greek word meaning “different from the world, other in nature, distinct, sacred.” Holiness is not just moral purity; it is ontological distinction. It is separation by nature. It is the spiritual DNA of heaven injected into a formerly dead creation. And it is only through this lens that we begin to grasp the tragedy of lumping the holy new creation under a title created and institutionalized by men. The word “Christian” did not come from Jesus. It did not originate in the Spirit. It was not spoken from heaven. It was spoken by outsiders in Acts 11:26 as a way to label something they didn’t understand. From the beginning, it was a word of man, not a name of God.
“But like the Holy One who called you, be holy yourselves also in all your behavior; because it is written: ‘You shall be holy, for I am holy.’” — 1 Peter 1:15–16 NASB
“And the disciples were first called Christians in Antioch.” — Acts 11:26b NASB
More than that, the label has since been co-opted by human institutions that have done what man always does—organize the Spirit into buildings, brands, and business. Christianity as we know it is no longer a living organism of reborn sons; it is a global industry, a political tool, and a religious brand. Its power structures mirror Babylon. Its influence mirrors empire. Its history mirrors the very spirit that crucified Christ while claiming to speak for God. What began in the upper room with tongues of fire has become a multi-billion dollar system powered by lights, programs, and platforms. And we dare to call that set apart?
“This people honors Me with their lips, but their heart is far away from Me. And in vain do they worship Me, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men.” — Matthew 15:8–9 NASB
“For the love of money is a root of all sorts of evil.” — 1 Timothy 6:10 NASB
No. It is not holy. It is not the bride. It is not the new creation.
And this is why a complete severing is required. The new creation is not merely a cleaner version of the old man. It is not a churchgoer. It is not a theology student. It is not someone who agrees with Christian morals. The new creation is a divine rebirth, breathed into being by the Spirit of God. It is heaven’s seed planted in the soil of man’s dust. It is a being that never existed before—filled with the Word, sustained by the Breath, designed to reflect the nature of the Creator. It cannot be defined by old wineskins. It cannot be confused with denominations. It cannot be grouped under a label that also includes the very ones who persecute, misrepresent, and exploit the name of Jesus.
“Therefore if anyone is in Christ, this person is a new creation; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come.” — 2 Corinthians 5:17 NASB
“Truly, truly, I say to you, unless someone is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God.” — John 3:3 NASB
The problem with the Christian umbrella is that it makes no distinction. It welcomes the lawkeeper and the libertine alike, the proud pastor and the silent abuser, the gospel of prosperity and the gospel of works. Under this label, contradiction is tolerated. Confusion is protected. Division is normalized. There is no unity of the Spirit—only unity of label. And if the label itself is hollow, then the body it gathers is dead. Under “Christian,” one can be unregenerate and accepted, so long as they play the part. But the new creation cannot be played. It must be born. And if it is born of Spirit, it cannot share a name with those who are still of flesh.
“Having a form of godliness, but denying its power; avoid such people as these.” — 2 Timothy 3:5 NASB
“God is not a God of confusion, but of peace, as in all the churches of the saints.” — 1 Corinthians 14:33 NASB
Here’s a powerful analogy for the institutionalized Christian umbrella that exposes its contradiction and confusion:
The “Christian” Umbrella Is Like a Contaminated Water Supply.
Imagine a vast water supply labeled pure, advertised as life-giving, and consumed by millions. From the outside, it looks clean. The label says “safe.” But no one tested the source.
Some pipes feed in from mountain springs. Others from chemical plants. Others from sewer runoff. Still others from stagnant swamps of tradition, nationalism, and greed. Yet it’s all dumped into the same reservoir—and bottled with the same word: Christian.
Now you have health fanatics and poisoners, living water and death water, all in the same jug. When people drink it, some get healed. Some get sick. Some get addicted to the taste of sugar-coated heresy. And some never touch it again, having been poisoned once and deciding they’ll never drink from anything labeled “Christian” again.
The problem isn’t just the mixture—it’s the label that dares to call it all the same thing.
The new creation cannot drink from that reservoir. We needed a clean spring, drawn from heaven’s source, not earth’s pipes. That’s why we abandoned the contaminated system—not because we were above it, but because we were born from something that was never a part of it.
This is why I had to leave the label behind. Not out of rebellion, but out of reverence. Not to be elitist, but to be obedient. The command to be holy is not optional. It is the demand of our new nature. And if being “set apart” means looking nothing like the mainstream, institutionalized, performance-driven, politically tainted Christianity of today, then so be it. I refuse to be branded by a name that now hides bigotry, protects false prophets, and crucifies truth in the name of comfort.
“Come out from their midst and be separate,” says the Lord. “And do not touch what is unclean, and I will welcome you.” — 2 Corinthians 6:17 NASB
“Enter through the narrow gate… the gate is narrow and the way is constricted that leads to life, and there are few who find it.” — Matthew 7:13–14 NASB
So I created new words. Words birthed from the Spirit, not from councils or popes or colonial conquerors. Words that point not to religion, but to rebirth. Pneumocryst—the one in whom the Breath (Pneuma) and the Anointed Word (Christos) are crystallized into living reality. Pneumasoma—the collective body of those Spirit-born beings, functioning not as members of a denomination, but as extensions of the divine. Pneudidaskos—the one who teaches not from man’s agenda or sermons, but from the breath of God and the revelation of the Word. These aren’t just names. They are necessary linguistic vessels to describe what the institutional church has never truly known: the living embodiment of God’s image on Earth.
“For all who are being led by the Spirit of God, these are sons and daughters of God.” — Romans 8:14 NASB
“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for God’s own possession, so that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous light.” — 1 Peter 2:9 NASB
This separation is not cosmetic. It is cosmic. It is spiritual surgery. Because if we fail to separate the divine from the counterfeit, the holy from the institutional, the reborn from the religious—we risk blending heaven and earth until there is no power left. We become saltless. We become lights hidden under the branding of a broken system. And worst of all, we fail to tell the truth about who God really is, and what He has done in us.
“You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt has become tasteless, how can it be made salty again?” — Matthew 5:13 NASB
“Woe to you, when all the people speak well of you; for their fathers used to treat the false prophets the same way.” — Luke 6:26 NASB
To be set apart is not to be eccentric. It is not to be edgy. It is not to be “different” for the sake of self-expression. To be set apart is to be of a completely different order of being. And that cannot, must not, be mislabeled or misrepresented. It must be named rightly. It must be shown rightly. It must be taught rightly. Because the world already has enough Christians. What it needs—what heaven is revealing—is the Pneumocryst.
And so the line is drawn. The old labels stay with the old man. The new creation wears only what was spoken by the breath of God. And if that makes me unrecognizable to the world—even to religion—then that is the clearest sign that I have finally become what I was always meant to be.
Set apart. Holy. Born again from above.
Not a Christian.
A son.