Standing barefoot,
toes surrounded by grass moist with dew and rain.
Heels sinking into soft moss,
Feet walking on patches of fragrant clover.
Skin against the earth...
Created by the One True God
to walk in His paradise freely...bare, unashamed.
Returning to bare feet on His created earth
Reminds me that He created this earth and mankind to be
more than what it is, than what we are today.
Sin. Destroyer.
Jesus.  Restorer.
My sandaled Savior...touching the feet of the lame and
causing them to walk on the earth He created again.
Touching their eyes and causing them to see what He has in mind.
Putting His Hand on people...giving His forgiveness...mercy.
My bare feet against the earth this morning
Remind me of where His bare feet were His last day on this earth.
Nailed to a cross, splintered, hung between earth and heaven.
His love for me, His feet pierced for me.
Nothing I have can be enough thanks to Jesus for what He has done.
But I walk barefoot on His earth today and remember His sacrifice for me.
Thank You Jesus
---Pammy Martin

Waiting on the Charlie Poole Bluegrass Music Festival

This is the festival I wanted the boys to enter for a while now...and then I was not able to go with them to listen to the performances!  But that is okay....my littlest and I had a great day together and he needed me.  So glad that my darling husband was able to go with eldest to Eden , NC to the Charlie Poole Music Festival!

Waiting for results is hard...I waited to hear from them that they got there okay.  I waited to hear that they got signed in alright.  I waited to hear how they did in the individual competitions.  I waited to hear little sound clips over the phone.  I waited to hear the results at the end of the night.  I waited (well, actually I fell asleep waiting) on them to get home safely.

Waiting is not a bad thing though...it builds patience and endurance and slows things down a mite.  Seems like when you are waiting on something...time just crawls by.  Other times, it flies by so fast you just don't know where it went!

So maybe I should spend more time waiting...

1) Waiting on the Lord 

2) Waiting on answers to prayer

3) Waiting to think before I speak

4) Waiting in line and praying for those I see

5) Waiting before I make a big decision

"Those that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength.  They shall mount up with wings like eagles.  They shall run and not grow weary.  They shall walk, and not faint. .."

Seems like waiting is a very good thing :) 

And finally the results came in from the Charlie Poole Music Festival...

Rocky Creek (my son's band) won first place Bluegrass Band!!! Yahoo!

Jordan Nanney (guitarist) won 1 st place in Flatpicking Guitar.

Trey Hodge (banjo player for Rocky Creek) 3 rd place in Banjo.

Jamie Renfro( mandolin player and my boy) 3rd place for Mandolin in  Other Instruments and 5th place in Guitar Flatpicking.

The results were worth waiting for!  Then I had to wait until they came home to see the video!  It was worth it too!

But the thing that I am glad I did not wait for was making the decision to accept Jesus' gift of salvation in my life!  The sooner I started serving Him the better!! 

Where Would I Be?

We have been going through a wonderful, thought-provoking study for the past 5 weeks at church, leading up to Easter.  This is a poem I wrote about the thoughts going through my head and emotions going through my heart as I remember what Jesus did for me while He was living on this earth.

"Where Would I Be?"

Pam Martin

Where would I be

On that dreadful day?

The day the Son of God died for me.

If I could have lived then

Oh where would I have been

As they nailed my Jesus to a tree?

Would I have been

Just part of the crowd?

Wondering what was happening...

Would I have stayed to see,

Or run far from such misery,

Or turned a blind eye to the whole thing?

Would I have been the one

Who sought for Him to die,

Offended my religion He said was dead?

Would I have been one of the soldiers

Who gave lashes to His back

And pressed a crown of thorns upon His head?

Would I have been His chosen friend

Who hid with fear as He was crucified?

Would I have been loyal like Mary to the end,

But not understanding no matter how hard I tried?

Would I have taken lightly the killing on the tree,

Casting dice for a robe that had no seams?

Would I have been a follower,

tears making it hard to see,

As I looked on Jesus the King

and gave up hopes and dreams?

Would I have been so hardened by all my own sins

That as I hung beside Him I taunted Him?

Or like the thief on His other side

Could my hard heart be broken as I cried,

And find forgiveness in His eyes for my sins?

Would I have been one who witnessed

With thought and with unease

The crucifixion of an innocent man?

And as the battle ended 

In victory at last

Would I realize the power in His nail-scarred hand?

And as He chose to love us

And gave His life on that dark and stormy day,

So we must choose to trust and follow Him,

Down the narrow path.  He is the Way.

If you don't decide- you put it off...

Then you've rejected Him.

He made it clear - you must believe

Before life's light goes dim.

I believe that Jesus, was the true son of God.

I believe that selflessly He gave His life because of His love.  

I believe that Jesus' blood that spilled down Calvary that day

Is all that can truly cleanse me.

Jesus...He is the Way.  

The Positive...

It has been a while since I have posted here.  But today I listened to the news...I felt like crying.  So much evil, so much trouble, so much sadness...I had to remind myself once again that this world that God created was good...until sin messed it up.  I had to remind myself to look for that which was still good.

A friend of mine told me today the answer to that familiar question, "Is the glass half empty or half full?"  She said, "It is always full...maybe full of water, maybe full of air, maybe full of half water and half air...but always full." 

That is how a walk with Jesus is...it is always full.

So today...rejoicing in the fullness of the Lord...

I pray that He may grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with power in the inner man through His Spirit,  and that the Messiah may dwell in your hearts through faith. I pray that you, being rooted and firmly established in love,  may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the length and width, height and depth of God’s love,  and to know the Messiah’s love that surpasses knowledge, so you may be filled with all the fullness of God.

          Ephesians 3: 17-19

And as I walked outside I found evidence of His riches, evidence of the strength that He provides to my inner man, evidence of faith!  I found roots growing from strong trees and remembered that He makes me rooted and strong in Him.  I found the length and width and height and depth of the skies that He created...of the moon that He created...and I know that His love is bigger than that.  I found evidence that I do not know everything...LOL...I knew that already.  And that Jesus' love passes what I could possibly understand ...so I can just bask in His love.  I can be filled with His fullness...no matter what state the world is in, no matter what goes on around me, no matter what my situation is...
What peace!