Who am I? It’s a question that looms before everyone, and the world offers a thousand answers. I am a consumer. I am a patriot. I am an athlete. I am a husband. I am a wife. Yet, ultimately, these identities will all break down. They are faulty, insufficient. In this cacophony of answers, one is often drowned out, even, sadly, for those in the church: I am a child of God, redeemed by Christ.