Bailer

In order to get the shot you’ve got to kneel down before the Father. It’s a long shot, but our name was derived from this figure. Why bother to lower yourself? In this sliding position the power at work shows us how to listen for the anticipated transitions. Strength of this caliber steadies the unknowns.

Jump off the railing. Skill will prevail. Fear is a jailer. You’ll find the love unfailing in an intimate distance. The mystery made plain in the fields of duty. His eternal purpose moves the mundane into the miraculous. No turning back. It’s exact. The accomplishment in Christ was done with blindside tact. A grand vision outlasting all others. Aim and pull the trigger in him and through faith in him. The center of the target will be hit each time we approach the Father with freedom and confidence.

The bailer models the bravado of one who casts away their fears. Friends and family write on the blue wrist of risk. They too believe one day the broken will be wholly mended in the garden city. Palms are opened up wide to grasp how long and high and deep is the love of Christ. The discovery together leads to questions of metrics and how long something will take. Love surpasses knowledge. All of a sudden the Spirt lands in your inner being when you land belief in him. You will be filled to the measure of all the fullness of the Father. The unlimited whimsical vastness in the Father’s ability supersedes the directional words of sacrificial love for the daring bailer. You too will gasp as the cast and mold burn away. Concrete.