the Life and Times of Miss Madison

Have you ever had your heart ripped out from you?   You meet someone wonderful and he is just as you always hope he would be, but you have this lingering feeling that is also too good to be true? I have.  It was not that he ripped my heart like in  a way of him cheating on me. It was the realization that he is not what he seems to be. I met him a dating website and I have checked him out at Spokeo.com according to his email address. He was legit as far as I was concerned so we  emailed each other for several days  and telling each other how much we mean to each other. So what went wrong? I did a lot more researching then I liked. I went to places like  http://www.romance.scam.com  and other websites like that. There I saw what I did not want to see.  I even searched him out on Facebook and thought oh no! He is from Ghana (Although I was wrong about that). I did not want to believe he was a scam artist, but what can I do?  He writes lik...

Most recently I have been in  contact with a man whom I thought was Italian. I love Italian men but I never thought I would meet one. I met him at Christian Soulmate, a dating website. It has been awhile since anyone has contacted me  so when I got this message, I immediately liked him after looking at his profile. I failed to  see that his I's were "i"s --One tell tale sign of a scam artist. They are notorious for using lower case "i"s. His emails to me were sweet. He seemed the ideal man and he was Italian!  Or so I thought. I looked forward to them. The things he wrote didn't seem like what a scam artist would write, but I began to have questions. I did my research and things were adding up but still some things did not make sense. In light of all this, I wrote a poem. Twas the night before Christmas and deep in my thoughts,  I wonder if I will ever be found by my true love.             ...

It was over 17 yeas ago when I set my foot on the pavement of Washington State. God had sent me out like the spies he sent to investigate their promise land. I was like the 2 spies who came back full of faith saying, "We can do it!"  I was so full of faith and hope and I knew at last I would be free. Free of my father's house, free of my prison known as  Hanford, California! I was finally going to possess the land! However, I did not have much of a plan. I only had an Associate of Arts degree in Early Childhood Education and my only plan  was to be a teacher's aide somewhere. I figured God will lead me to that job... It did not turn out as I hope. My aunt had enough of me and told me she has called my father to come and take me home. The same one who said  that I did not give her choice as to whether I will come over or not, gave me no choice either.  I was not without hope. On August One of that year God made a promise and God always keeps his promise so I ho...

Two nights in a row. When will I break free? I am suppose to live victorious not defeated?  Last night I went to bed, ready to have a good night sleep because I didn't get one the night before.  It would be Sunday. The day when most pf my friends heads to church and hear a sermon. If I hear one, it would have to be on tv or the internet. Can't get to a good church.  I wanted to get back to my writings where I can get lost in it because  my own life could be much better  than it is now.  I can throw myself into my stories and not have a care.  It was my plan anyway, but... Why couldn't I go to sleep? I was almost there. I could feel my mind being at rest, but after my cat gave me love then left, I  was wide awake. I realized that the restlessness was back. Oh God No! I thought! I was too tired to make my legs submit to me.  I tried to take authority but my words  they come jumbled.  I  also took some Advil hoping it will work. ...

What is so hard to understand?  Why are people pressing me to go against my own conscience? I am talking about using  a taxi cab in which I have no peace.  Recently, I try to tell my friends  my situation. All I want is prayer  and not advice!  Yet when I open my mouth not one person can say the right thing like I will pray God will make a way for you."  I am putting my trust in him. IN GOD not in people not in taxi can drivers.  I never did trust them. I don't know why. I just don't. However, if God sends one to us, then it would be of him not on my own strength. My heart cries because people just don't see it! They don't just understand. How can they? The majority of them have transportation! They don't  have to  depend on a  taxi cab to take them, Can not God honor my prayer? Does he not speak to people's hearts or does he expect us to do it ourselves. "I provide you a cab, Ruthie. I have even told two of them to tell you, but yo...

 I have been battling a nervous condition of my legs called Restless Leg Syndrome. What it is is a sensation in your leg that causes your legs  wanting to move. Sometimes a relaxant like Advil  or other medicine  for it helps it to calm down, but most often in my case, I need strong intercessor. i had short victory  and now its back. I really did not feel like grocery shopping. To tell the truth, I didn't feel like doing anything. I had no energy to eat let alone shop. I asked Jesus to make sure  all the buses run in time, but maybe I should asked him which one I should take.  I had planned route 2 because it would be a  short trip to the transfer station, but the bus came  late and I ended up waiting 25r minutes for Route  6(which takes me to Walmart).  That 25 minutes seemed like an eternity to me. As I shopped, I asked God to help me remember all I needed to buy. He did. Not only that but I bought my favorite Energy drink and i...

As I was walking, I was angry. I had hoped that Californians had better sense than to vote for Romney but I come to realize that it is the media's fault for blinding them to the truth. Romney is just the same as Obama without the  label. They are both the same side of the coin. It is too bad they chose big government over freedom. When I heard that Ron Paul won in Washington State, I was so proud because I plan to move there. Now I wish I was there. Grant it that Obama or Romney wills till be president where  ever I live, the point is at least I live with the majority of republican voters who voted for a president who is not a Mormon. I was also mad that a few local candidates won. I guess people in my district would rather have someone who  isn't a known Christian.  Sigh. This state makes me sick. However as I walked, another thought came to my mind. A few years ago Romney lost to McCain and Obama got in. If Romney wins, it would seem to me that it is God's will an...