Monday, August 24, 2009

Death Bed

There once was a man that lay breathing heavily on his death bed, Friends and family had already been by to say their finale goodbyes, so the man requested to spend his finale minutes alone in prayer. The family and friends respecting his request stepped out into the hall closing the door behind them. The man began to grasp the rails of the bed as he pulled his self up and bowed his head. He spoke saying Lord I thank you for the life you have given me and all that you allowed me to do, just then he heard a voice say yeah right, opening up his eyes the man saw, people he didn't recognize surrounding his bed. He asked am I dead, one of the individuals standing around said no, not yet we just thought before you did die you needed to be confronted by all that will be dieing with you. The man looked at the faces around the bed in desperation saying I don't understand. One of the individuals standing at the foot of the bed said we represent all the wasted time, the words you did not say when you were supposed to, and the books you did not write, and the love you did not give, and the dreams you did not fulfill. and the ideas that never got off paper and the forgiveness you would not extend and the promises not kept. The man said but I did this and I did not have time to do that, and she wouldn't forgive me so I did not forgive her. Silence, one of the individuals yelled, while pointing a finger into the mans face, we don't want to die, we want to live, yet we are doomed to be added to the library of endless potential found in cemetery's around the world. The faces of the individuals (potential) showed great anger and then suddenly they disappeared. The mans prayer changed from Lord thank you for this and thank you for that, into Lord I'm so sorry, for not using the life you gave me the way you wanted. Then the man and all his potential died. Question who or what will be around your death bed? What we do with our life today until that day will determine who is there, trust me I know. I've been there twice. I Remain Titus Inspired By a comment I heard Les Brown make.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Personal Thoughts (switch lanes) Take a Seat

It is amazing when looking at my life, the friends that have come and gone, the family that I have loved and lost. And the tears I have cried and cried and cried, some of joy and others of pain, some visible and others invisible. It is like living a life where each day you look in the mirror and ask what will the day bring joy or pain, new friends or betrayal, love everlasting or momentary satisfaction. ( Switching lanes). Imagine a chair inside of you a seated in that chair is GOD and beside Him is two more chairs, in the chair immediately beside Him is Jesus and next to Jesus the chair is empty. Now remember this scene is in side of you, there in front of GOD and Jesus and the empty seat is a window and outside of that window is your life happening in real time. But see GOD and Jesus and the empty seat are not in real time for they are on GOD time which supersedes reality. The empty seat is there for us to be seated with GOD and Jesus in heavily places, and if we take that seat we are able to see things from the angle in which GOD sees it. It is time out for running around asking others what they think you should do or how you should do it, my question to you is what did GOD tell you to do, and when is the last time you sit down long enough to listen?????????????? Many people are thinking that GOD is concerned with what they want to do, but I believe GOD is concerned with what you need to do. Example Jesus needed to die, that we might have life. Your Mother and father needed to get together to give you life so that you could perform you're purpose, that needs to be fulfilled. Today Brothers and Sisters I'm just putting finger to keys, without a title, but trust I understand someone needed to read this. I will call this take a seat, GOD is waiting.

I Remain Bro Titus Inspired

Thursday, August 13, 2009

The Essence of a Woman

The beauty of a rose is unforgettable and the smell or essence is even more amazing, because it lingers through the place it dwells alerting all to it's presence. A woman is the same in my opinion, For she has beauty and essence. But the thing that saddens me is that many sisters (not all) have an understanding of their beauty, but not the essence that they possess. So they settle to be seen as beautiful without anyone ever understanding or even willing to embrace their essence. When is the last time a brother complimented you on your mind, when is the last time someone mentioned your beauty and yet was drawn by the essence of your soul? When is the last time, you complimented yourself on your own essence. For I tell you dear Sister, you are much more than a pretty face and a body, but it is whats in you that defines you. The amazing thing about a rose is that even when it's beauty fades, the essence of the rose is still as powerful as the day it bloomed. Many people buy roses because of what they look like, and they are quickly discarded when they wither. But just image if the rose was looked at not only for it's beauty but for the essence also, Imagine if you were looked at not only for your beauty but for your essence. This goes out to every Sister and my prayer is that GOD will tune you in if He hasn't already to the essence of who you are. For a woman's essence is like a treasure, it is hidden, but is found by those that are willing to dig deep enough to find it. Sisters don't settle, GODS best awaits you.

Inspired By the thought of my Daughters future and the young men that will try to holler, and the Sisters I see settling. Peace and Blessings to all

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

My Interview On Blogtalk Radio TONIGHT!!!

I will be interviewed today on Passion For Life Radio By Carla Y Nix at 9pm Central Time and 10 pm Eastern Time check it out if you get a chance. the link is:

If you are not able to catch the broadcast tonight you will be able to go to the archives and listen to it at a later date. If you are listening please feel free to call in as the number will be listed on the Blogtalk Radio page.

Monday, August 10, 2009

The River

There once was a man that on a regular basis enjoyed taking walks through the woods, well one day as he ventured, a glimmer caught his eye. He looked in the direction and headed that way, when arriving he noticed a river. He was puzzled because, he had walked this path a hundred times, yet today something caught his attention and drew him in. Standing on the shore he could see all of the life that flowed beneath the water. He could also tell that others had stood on the shore before, but none seemed to dare to step into the water. How could he tell, because the foot prints were only on the shore line, none were by the rivers edge. He turned to walk away, but something seemed to make him want to stay there, it was as if this was where he belonged. That night while in the bed, he kept thinking of that river and the beauty that showed forth from below the surface and the smell of the honey suckle bushes that grew near it. At work the same thoughts plagued his mind, so much so that he got off early to go to the shore to inhale the honey suckle fragrance and gaze at the water. Suddenly he felt drawn to step in, and explore what was not seen with the natural eye, but could only be experienced by stepping in and going beyond the surface. A small part of him was content with standing on the shore, but a greater portion of him wanted to know what was in the deep. His shoes came off as he moved closer, he was amazed at how good the water felt, so he walked in deeper and as the water rose from ankle to thigh to waste, his eyes closed and reopened when submerged in the water. So much life was under the surface, so much to see, even more than on the surface. He seemed to be able to breath under the water, being overcome with emotion he touched this and he touched that, dreading to go back to the surface, but he did. As he emerged he felt sorry for all those that were willing only to gaze at the surface, but never willing to go deeper. As he swam back to the shore, tears feel as he gazed at the foot prints of the shore dwellers, laughter flowed, as he yelled, boy you don't no what you missed. As he bid good bye, to the river, he wanted to know who owned this land were the river was and if no one owned it how much would it cost to possess the land. He found that no one owned it, but GOD. So he said, GOD this most be your gift to me, and GOD replied it is, and all you have to do to possess it is be willing to build here and maintain the land around it. The man vowed to GOD to build and to maintain, GOD with a smile replied to the man well son possess the land, for you have found a good thing. The key thing to know is that often we travel down familiar paths never seeing anything new, but then out of no where GOD causes something to catch your attention. The river was always there, but she had to be patient because though many admired her from a distance, GOD sent one that not only stepped into her, but was welling to build and maintain so as to always be by her side and in her life. (You feel me)?

Some of you represent the traveler and others represent the river. I say to you travelers keep your eyes open and to you that are the river, be patient GOD will send the right person that will truly recognize who you are.

I remain Titus Peace and Blessings

Monday, August 3, 2009

Reflections in the Mirrior called GOD

A reflection is often considered that which is shown in a mirror, and if that be the case then I wonder what would be reflected if we look in the mirror called GOD. I remember being a man consumed with feeling that things were the way I saw them until I decided to hold things up in front of the mirror I call GOD. I took love, and I held it up, and I found that love was not based upon conditions as I had thought, but was to GOD to be unconditional and forgiving and full of wisdom. I took woman and I held her up in front of the mirror called GOD and I found that the woman is not only the tunnel through which all life flows but a pool of wisdom, often misunderstood, but a treasure to the one that finds her and sees her as reflected in the mirror called GOD. I took a child and I held it up, and I saw that reflected in the mirror was potential and limitless power, yet the true potential only can be reveled when the child is placed in an environment that seeks to push the child towards greatness. I held up a Father and I found that a father is to be like an umbrella, protecting the family from the rain that life causes to fall on the family while at the same time defining the rain so that the family understands what it is. I held up a mother and found that she is the nurturing hand of GOD in the family, that embraces in the good times, the bad times and the ugly times. I held up Pastors and those that say they hear GODs voice and I found that the only role they are to occupy is to lead individuals to GOD, not to earthly success but Godly success, besides what good is earthly success when Kingdom success is not obtained. Lastly I stood in front of the mirror called GOD and I saw that my life, my words, my ups and my downs are like an open book to those in my life and those exposed to my life, to read. For in a mirror all imperfections and perfections are exposed. As I stepped from in front on the mirror called GOD I wiped my tears, then I reached and grabbed relationships and held it up in front of the mirror called GOD for I was curious of how GOD wanted them to be. In the mirror reflected in my sight was a man with his arms stretched as if towards the heavens, his head was bowed as if in prayer, and in his hands lifted over his head was a woman and above the woman angels flew. when I looked at the mans feet he stood not on the ground, but rather he stood in the hand of GOD. That is how relationship was reflected in the mirror called GOD. My prayer is that this thought blesses the reader, and that they would seek to see things as reflected in the mirror called GOD, oh yeah the mirror in this thought is GODs eyes. I Remain Titus Inspired.