Freedom in Fences

Eternal Plan Finite Life the world will see this light in me the passion i have to live not a life of less all filled with stress but one where i freely give i will not settle despite the shame despite those  who slander my name no more mediocre moments it’s my joy, a gift,   but i own it as i leave   expectations game  i was bought in blood conceived in love and called to a bigger plan so now i will ride this new found tide that leads to a promised land its not the path i expected as i lie unprotected in a fog of betrayal and fear as i lift my hands to the sky in a world full of why my God proves that he’s always near and that makes all the difference matt francis

i'm all the way up alone here a-top my tree though i tore through  friends to get here my days are filled with me no one to tell me who i am no one to tell me no no one to hold me when i'm scared no one to help me grow my days are getting longer now my moments pale and grey each time i go to speak out loud i have less and less to say so quiet here so still  so free alone here a top my tree if only now a friend could sense this loneliness in me but my pride holds on its grip is strong as day by day i see i bought a lie and now i'll die alone here a-top my tree ~matt francis 

COME theory is just theory like the words we wield each day but the moment that I own it it’s my movement shows the way the theory of a husband clashes with  the theory of a wife as unmet expectations stab at the theory of good life the theory of a father fights the theory of a mom as the theory of a home is crushed before the kids first freshman prom the theory of a friend shows a theory of new hope but then again comes to an end on theory’s winding slope the theory of a God meets the moment of the cross and suddenly my hands are free and theory’s chains are lost there is no human theory of such a selfless grace that caused our God to drop his rod and submit to take our place so though each day brings trials and though I often fall moment by moment i own it as I listen to his call theory is just theory like the fight to just be right but the prince of peace meets me on my knees and theory fades to light ~matt francis