Freedom in Fences

The Power Of Now Remembering 9-11 towers in the distance moments still so near crumbling walls and exploding halls tried to drown us all in fear lives cut short by hatred grown in a distant state now reveal compassion as we stop to commemorate life is just so precious yet our day to day reveals until we stop to see a soul we loose sight of how to feel relationships are what matter as we embrace through the tears those we lost is too much cost so let forgiveness dissolve our fears the now we hold is all we have back then is set in ink our tomorrow is not promised so let’s reflect on how we think thoughts will turn to action as we leave this moment sore so instead of what we are against let’s unite under what we are for ... with all my love dedicated to all who lost loved ones on 9-11 matt francis 9/11/2018

what happens in a moment affects our spiraling days days that turn to lifetimes in insignificant ways thoughts that seemed important formed on words to hide their shape prove my heart will cease its rhythm if i allow them to escape so i’ll say what keeps me safe behind this wall now made of tears made of fire and the hope i lost as we compromised the years i’ll say just enough to avoid your subtle wrath i’ll turn my back and not look back as i seek a hidden path a path that has no light in sight a path that narrows still a path that hides me from your stare far from expectations will i’m headed now to him to the maker of my skin to the one who called me son before I met him as my friend  the one who calls my name though I want to hide my face i lift my eyes to his light now bright from his overwhelming grace grace that sees my darkened past grace that knows my shame grace that defies my human eyes as he echos out my name come my son we’

Cookie Cutter Death we live in a cookie cutter home with cookie cutter trees and a cookie cutter lawn filled with cookie cutter leaves we walk a cookie cutter sidewalk   to   our cookie cutter drive with a cookie cutter job that shades what it means to be alive no promise for tomorrow yet today is spent in dream about a life not yet achieved   and a past that makes us scream yet our maker is ever calling in our cookie cutter days with a promise based in purpose in his super natural way though i know i don’t deserve it with my cookie cutter pride i surrender to the simple thought that in Christ i can abide .... matt francis

Are you a human "being?" Or A Human "Doing?" There is nothing we can "do" to get God to desire a relationship with him more!  We just have to accept what has already been done!  He desires to be with us regardless of "doing good deeds!" Are we human doing or are we human beings?   IMPORTANT TO NOTE: Self discipline is a fruit of the spirit.  So often we think we have to do "self discipline" on our own... However, it can be a fruit of abiding in Christ if we just learn to lean on him!  

Last Impressions  if i die before i wake i'll hold your hand for old time sake i'll kiss the ground salute the sun cling to ash till eternity comes we're on a role in this fish bowl fed by the lie that we have control and yet I wake i reach i scream as if my life could mean a thing so where does it end nobody knows the lie that we feed is the thought that takes hold yet who is he  who hears our cry takes hold of our hurt and dissolves the lie seems he is me without all the shame despite my mistakes he still calls my name purpose is there i reap what i eat fine wine on the vine or crumbs off the street this is the day the now of my skin the moment where choice could save me again he is the vine we are vignettes  inside of his grace there are no regrets ... matt francis

Scabs Of Hope hope is a tree  that died in me somewhere along the way withering winds  slowly set in and blew all her branches away her trunk  now a lump  for people to dump insults that easily flow grace  is a place  i need to embrace as life lands it’s menacing blows rewind of my mind  replays all the time the failures that got me to now yet a call  that seems small  begins to drown all the lies that are rotting somehow this moment  i own it  and who will condone it as blame tries to burn through my skin seeking me by my tree  my heart slows it’s bleed as God’s love washes over my sin it’s not a pass for my past  to continue to last as i kneel at the end of me it’s a begin and an end  with my new found friend hope in him  holds a much stronger tree ... matt Francis 

For The Love Of Jason rest In peace... do we know what that means so quick to the tongue though it shatters our dreams this stabbing loss proves that love took place yet moment by moment I’ve lost all my grace please don’t share what you think up there that platform you judge from though you swear that you care I sit in silence I stand for hope yet I feel my time has missed it’s boat a ship that bends on the narrows of choice yet this silence reminds me he can’t share his voice now i'm tossing on the winds of change his absence a hole that whispers my name there is a light a narrow beam that holds my gaze as I fight and scheme this light as bright as I fuel it to be the I in him and him in me God came to me the night brother died he pulled back the pain and touched me inside he said he was witness to his own son's death nailed to a cross that robbed him of breath and as t