NOTE: This is not just for girls.....boys

Good day girls!!!

I want to encourage you all today and challenge you to stand up for righteousness at all times, in any situation, and at any place!

Girls....you know that we like to talk. IT's the way we were created and unlike the boys....we were created to think with both sides of the brain. This is why we have lots of thoughts; some creative, some logical, some that make sense, and some that don't! With all that going on...it's easy for us to talk, talk, talk.

Proverbs 18:21 says that "death and life are in the power of the tongue...and those who indulge will eat the fruit of it (life or death)." So, if we speak good things, we will enjoy good things....but if we speak negative things...we'll have negative results. Results that can hurt and generate a cause and effect beyond our comprehension!

Remember that good conversation and speaking positively about others and ourselves is an excercise of the spirit....but gossip is merely an excercise of the tongue (your flesh).

I want you to take a moment and take this quiz below by asking yourself the questions below......

1. Am I a blabber gabber? One who gossips and spreads rumors and has said something negative about someone else. yes no sometimes

2. Am I a crabby gabber? One who grumbles and complains. Is crankly alot and has mood swings, is sometimes bitter & has a hard time letting go.

3. Am I a drabby gabber? One who talks about negative and depressive things i.e. suicide, hurting self or others. One who sees the glass half empty.

4. Am I a jabby gabber? One who pokes fun at people (or has).

5. Am I a stabby gabber? One who stabs people in the back with words.

6. Am I a fab gab? One who uses gab (words) to encourage and build up others.

LET ME TELL YOU.....if you have answered yes to any ONE of questions 1-5....you need to reevaluate your relationship with Jesus and repent NOW!! This is NOT what God stands for and is definately not what Xcellar8 stands for!!!!

I want to encourage you all to make things right. If you are in a group that excludes others because you think you are better than others (i.e. prettier, smarter, or more "spiritual").....think again.......

I challenge you to make a difference around you from now on. If you are involved in a situatioin where there is gossip, back stabbing, and or tension......I dare you to make things right with them, yourself, and God.

Let me leave you with this word of encouragement....."just as God created the world with words, so can YOU and I create our world around us by the words of our mouth."

Love you all with all my heart,
XoOxXoo
Rachel
PLEASE FORWARD TO OTHER GIRLS


p.s. if you are struggling with any of the issues above and you wish to talk to someone.....my doors/phone/email....are open for you

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Mia-Mia. One day her mamie and papi took her out to eat. She'd been a very good little girl and her parents decided that it was time to take her out to a nice family restaurant as a treat.

Mia's mami and papi dressed her up in her cutest little outfit and went on their way, into their family car and atlast, they were at the family's choice of cuisine array.

After the appetizers and drinks, Mia got a little crabby. You see she wanted to drink her very own milky bottle that made her so happy. So her mami picked her up from her car seat, placed her on her lap and fed her with gladness. "What a good girl," her mami said. "Agoo, agoo, replied Mia as she fed.

As Mia's mami and papi gazed into each others eyes (Mia is still on her mami's lap please keep this in mind), an identifiable odor oozzed it's way through the air. "Yuck, what a stench.....I think it's coming from Mia's little rear-end....." thought her mami. So Mia's mami decided to wait to change her diaper. You see her loving husband had to finish his 2 hour story .....and between you and I, it was a little boring.

The smell of her poopy doopy grew stronger and stronger, but wait "I feel the urge to scratch an itch on my leg" thought her mommy. As Mia's mommy scratched her thigh, a sudden horror creeped upon her. "OH MY GOD, thought little Mia's mommy!" Could this be.....no not my sweat pea!!! And to her amazement, a hand full of caca on mommy's fingers she scraped from her thigh as little Mia pooped all down her mommy's side!!

But wait, that wasn't all......on the floor of the nice family restaurant a puddle of diarrhea poop the size of a volley ball. Who would of thought that her little booty could squirt all over the floor like a big fat uzi. Restaurant conoseurs sat in horror as their meal began to taste like it came from a neighbor's sewer.

Needless to say Mia's mami and papi had to bleach the floors as she giggled and wiggled in poopy galore!!!

How embarassing..... True story I promise!!

Moral of the Story: never go out to eat the day you've fed Mia prunes.