Sunday, September 11, 2011


Hola amigos!!!
First of all, thanks to everyone who has ordered bracelets.  I really appreciate it!  I'm going to get the bracelets to you as soon as possible and thank you for the goings around about the project!
That extra helps me get there!  Feel free to tell your friends and others about my blog and the well project.  It helps so much!

 Today, I come to you to confess.  But before that, I would like to tell you a short story.

Once upon a time, there was a great man who had many children.  He made all of his children, almost as a toy maker makes his toys.  One day he created a daughter, and he gave her a ton of potential, love, and talents.  He loved her just as much as he loved his many other children, and he was happy.  He gave her to some of his other children, whom he was very pleased with, and they helped her grow and tried to keep her from the evil one who lurked in the kingdom all day and all night.  But, as the evil one attracted many others, he attracted the girl.  He would always seem nice at first.  But then, he started whispering to her and tell her evil things to do and say.  As the girl grew, she decided she did not like the evil one.  But she had already formed a relationship with him, and although she wanted him to go, he tried harder and harder to stay with her.  He would affect her feelings about her trust in the great man, make her think she didn't need the great man.  But in truth, she did. In fact, she couldn't live without him.  But the evil one didn't want her to know that.  One day,the evil one whispered to her," Look at all your talents!  How amazing you are.  And look at your friends.  They don't compare to you."  Although he would make her feel too good, some times he would also make her not feel good at all.  "Listen," the evil one whispered, "You're not as pretty and faithful as you thought.  In fact, you're pretty crummy.  Look at you now- who's going to help you?  I won't catch you, even though I caused you're downfall!  This is the way I play!"  He whipped her back and forth like a rag doll, and she cried out to the great man.  Of course, the great man always came and rescued her, but the evil one refused to give up.  And the girl would wander off into the darkness to the evil one again.  So she continues, to this day, to be whipped around like a rag doll in the wind.

If you haven't figured out this analogy already, the great man represents God, the evil one is Satan, and I am the rag doll.  Satan always seems to be pulling me around, no matter how hard I try to get away!  He pulls at me right now, saying," Look at your faith in God. You are so good! Everyone will think highly of you and your faith."  I struggle with pride and judgement particularly.  Satan injects evil thoughts into my head.  Why?  I know I'm not better than others.  I know God created us equally. But guess what? Satan doesn't want me to know that.  He wants me to think I am better than others.  I don't think I'm better than everyone.  But sometimes, I just judge people.  It's not like I mean to.  I just do it.  It just happens.  I don't want to do it.  And Satan's not giving up.

But guess what? Neither is God.
He hasn't left me alone.  He won't ever leave me alone.  He's battling for my soul harder than I am.  And I am so thankful because if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here.

And guess what?  He delivers these words from my brain to my fingers.  It's not me typing.  It's him.  So, please don't give the praise to me.  Give it Him.  He wanted you to read this post, this blog for a reason. Why?  I don't know.  You may not know either, but God will show you.  Its not me, but Him.  Please don't forget.

Let the glory be to God forever and ever.
Anna Leigh

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Teaching Me with Time

Hello, my friends!
 I have not written in a while (1) because I am vvvveeerrryyy busy (2) because I don't know what to write about. But yesterday, God showed me a topic to write about, and I would like to share it with you: teaching me with time.

If you know my family even a little bit, you know that 99% of the time, we are late. Sometimes, this just drives me crazy!! I mean, seriously, if the Duncans and Pates (with 6 and 7 kids) can get somewhere on time, why can't we? (Sorry, Caroline and Tindol, just had to use your families as an example....:) Is it just me, or do you guys get frustrated with being late, too? But what I have learned is that this can be a blessing.


You know, God has put us where we are in this world, in Tuscaloosa, at our church, with our family and friends for a reason. I mean why couldn't he have put us on the streets in Uganda? Because He very well could have. God can see much more than we can. He sees a whole different, bigger picture up where he is. He knows when something needs to happen. Not too early, not too late. We are always right on time with his script. He knows every word we say......... BEFORE WE SAY IT!!!! How amazing is that?!? See, God is on a whole different time than we are. He is on... let's call it God time. We are on people time. the difference? God sees the big picture, we can only see our little world. When we want something to happen, we want it to happen when WE want it to happen, on our time. See, this is kinda me with the well. I can only see my little box, where I want to be able to raise money fast, and have a well built, and move on with life. But God, he sees a whole lot more than I do. God knows that if i raise the right a mount of money, at the right time, the well may have a much bigger impact on the people He wants it to impact. HE can see the big picture. I cannot. He has so much of a bigger idea, he knows the right thing.

I, on the other hand, am having to learn how to adapt to God time, since I will be on it for the rest of eternity :).  I'm having to learn to be.... patient, which can be hard. I'm so spoiled to be able to get whatever I want when I want it (well, at least all the necessities and a lot more....). But now I have to WAIT!?! What??? I can't have it? This is, like, the American lifestyle falling apart! But, I'm learning.

So, how can being late be a blessing? Well God can see the bigger picture. He knows that if you're five minutes late, you could be just in time for your surprise party, or you could have not been in that wreck that's slowing traffic. I mean, think about it. Those who worked in the twin towers and were late to work on 9/11 perhaps weren't killed in the attack. God knew it was going to happen, but they didn't.

So, I guess the whole point I'm trying to get out is that God is teaching me with time. He may be with you, too. Just remember: I'm on God time, not my own.

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Thanks for stopping by! Hope you all have a great rest of the week! Love you guys!!!!
Anna Leigh