No pain No gain

Well, Today was my last Physical Therapy for now. It takes a lot to keep going once PT is over. For those of you who struggle with physical issues I want to urge you to keep going! It takes a physical and emotional toll on you. It is when you don;t see instant results that things get hardest. Just set your mind and keep going! I have found that it helps to have people checking in with you to make sure you are doing well. Don’t let yourself stop working towards your goals! make a list of small things you want to do and check off those you work up to then look at the ones you have done and remind yourself of how far you have made it! Goals are wonderful things to have! I pray that God blesses you and gives you peace as you push through towards your goals!


My Voice For Her Life

My Voice for Her Life

My mouth shall speak the praise of the Lord: and let all flesh bless his holy name for ever and ever. Psalm 145:21

It is that moment every woman lives in fear of. The one you feel in slow motion as you are told the fateful words medical emergency. You find yourself being whisked passed a crowed of ill people who can wait to a room reserved for you because this time you can’t wait. Lying helpless on a bed in a hospital ER you realize just how short life really is. This is not a random story I am telling, but the story of my first pregnancy. As it has been said before, this is the ugly truth; my truth. 

        Who the people are around me name for name is really not important, but the person inside of me is very important.  For this is my voice for her life. She is my daughter and my blessing from God. Today she is 12 years old and I am her Mother.

        It was July 14th 1999 and I was four months pregnant. Having lost suddenly the use of my legs and developed spasms it was determined that I should undergo a non-dye MRI. Having seen my films the tech rushed out handed them to me and told my husband to drive me straight to the local ER the doctors were waiting to admit me. I will never forget this day it was my birthday and the first time I had ever come face to face with the abortion mentality.

        If you would have told me the year before as I wrote a paper arguing against abortion that a day would come that I would have to argue face to face with a doctor for the life of my child I would not have believed you. Standing in front of my senior class reading my hot topic paper just a year before I was so naive to what this topic meant to me and any child I should bare.

        There in that hospital room faced with a life threatening illness I discovered the ugly side of medicine. As the doctor painted a clear picture of the only option he had in mind for my health care I found myself repulsed and angered as well as terrified. I said to the doctor I will not have an abortion several times. His view was that I was not excepting of the medical situation. So he turned to my husband trying to get consent to abort our child and do the needed spinal surgery to remove the tumor that was killing me. He simply refused to give me another option right away.

        After a long verbal battle he finally gave me option number two. He felt then I should allow surgery to be done while I was pregnant and they would simply give my child no regard. If the baby lived so be it if not so be it. I couldn’t live with that. I knew in my heart they would let her die. It was not an option any more worthy of choice than the one before. Having voiced my objection and made very clear that under no circumstance   would I allow my child’s life to be treated as less than equal to my own the doctor then turned once more to my husband. He made it clear that if I would not willingly do as he wished he could then find me mentally incompetent and my husband could pick from one of the above for me. I continued to put up a fight and verbally protest. I quoted scripture and made a passionate argument for what felt like an eternity. Then by the grace of God two doctors stepped forward joining my side. They simply couldn’t allow me to be over ruled after hearing how well I made my arguments. I got option number three: early delivery and a fight for my child’s life and then surgery for me to fight for my life. I could live with this option it gave us both a fighting chance. It respected God’s love for us both! Why this option was the last one and in the medical professional’s view, the least favorable, I will never understand.

        It is twelve years later and my Daughter is happy and healthy. Choice number three is the best one I have ever made. Not a day goes by that I don’t believe that God has kept us both because of my choice to honor his word and will. I chose life for my child, I understood that I could die doing so, but I also understand now as I did then that God never promised me an easy life with no challenges he only promised to be with me threw out this life I live regardless of how long or short it might be.

        I write this to let all women know that when you are pregnant you are your child’s first voice. What you speak will either bring life or death to them. Please speak life! It is wrong to view their lives as less than our own. Just because they are not born yet does not give us the right to hand out a death sentence upon them. No one will love, protect, and care for your child as you will. You must be fully ready no matter what should happen to do what gives your child a chance to live too. If you could close your eyes and for one moment tap into the feelings of what an unborn child must feel would you not fight harder for them. They are real living people. This is someone we are talking about not a something; a person whom you are sheltering inside your womb. Nurturing and for whom you are called to give voice for. You are your child’s first voice please speak up for their rights!

        I was taught in civics class that my rights end where another’s rights began. Just because a child is in its mother’s womb does not give us the right to strip it of its rights. Does this fragile life not demand us all to speak up for it? To defend the rights the unborn child has if for no other reason simply because the child has rights! This is not about the mother’s rights, it is truly about the rights of her child and where they began the mother’s end. Please consider the consequences of stripping the rights from the weakest most vulnerable of us, the unborn child; does this not pave the way to strip away from the strongest of us our basic rights as well?

        Consider what that one doctor would have cost me that day. Yes I might have lived through the surgery but I would have lost my right to be the mother of a wonderful 12 year old who is a wondrous blessing to my life. She is someone not only worth knowing, but also worth dying for. She is my daughter who laughs cries, plays, and woodworks, loves taking pictures and has won many awards. Has captured my heart gave me joy and challenges me every day to be a better me. I would have lost a life full of richness that only being a mother can bring!  All those years ago I couldn’t imagine how blessed I would be as a mother. I used my voice to speak life for my child with a hopeful heart. Today I can say that yes even if I would have died it would have been worth it, she was and is worth dying for. Nothing in life is without risk and becoming a parent is a great risk, but one that is worth taking. Do not let yourself be deprived of the chance to be a parent. Don’t let fear rule your life and strip you and your child of your voice!

        If you are pregnant and struggling to decide if an abortion is something you should do, take one moment right now. Close your eyes and put your hand on your stomach. Visualize the child who is in your womb and ask yourself who is this child you carry? What life will they have? Will they laugh and cry and play like you once did? Will they change the world some day? Where will they go to school and where will they work?  Who will they be… will they be your son or daughter…your best gift to God and this world? Pretend for one moment you can look them in the eyes… ask yourself this one question: Can I really pass a death sentence on someone I have not met yet? Know this, life is not meant to be easy and children are never convenient. God does not hand out perfection on this earth. We live this life to grow in our understanding of our own desperate need of God’s love. Jesus died for all of us, but not all of us will accept him. Should your child die for you as well? Who does the abortion do the most for? Will it really fix your broken life and give you a second chance? Imagine your dead lifeless child and the days after he or she is gone from you. Do you really think you will feel any different then? Will it make your pain go away? Think of having your child smile up at you and the great love you have to give to this child. Think of the days you could spend full of the joy a child can bring into your life. No it will not be easy and you will struggle, but in the end you will be blessed.    

        How will you be blessed? You will have a child smile up at you, need you, and fill your life with someone to love. You will watch as they grow up and find that there was always a place in this world for them. Most of all you will have had the chance to speak for another’s life, being empowered to be more than just your own voice. You are the voice of the next generation. The voice of life!

Click Baiting & #ing the world


I have posted before about self harming and covered a few points on the matter. Today I want to address the rest of my findings. These are my opinions on current day events and what is shaping our world. I am not a professional psychiatrist nor am I a doctor. I just want to add that this is from a pure writers point of view. As a member of the entertainment community and a consumer of the entertainment industries products I want to give you my opinion on what we are seeing happen today in our world.

Print I Just thought I would let you all know I won NaNoWriMo for the first time. I’m not just playing hooky writing this article. Winking smile 

As you know from my previous post about self harming I feel that we see forms of it across the board in our everyday life as well as in the entertainment industry. We covered many of the forms of self harming that one doesn’t usually think of as being in the category of self harming. We also covered the definition of self harming. You can easily look up the definition for yourself and rationalize what actions, activities, and behaviors including addictions might be in fact self harming.

In this post I want to look at another angle of the new wave of self harming promoting media industries goods. As an Indy Writer I am often encouraged to look at all the books and movies as well as music that have been produced by other independent entertainment individuals for the purpose of evaluating how my work stands up next to theirs. I often have to do research and compare my current project against what is available in a comparative media form. As a parent I am always prescreening the crap that is being put up on media sites we use to find ourselves something to entertain us as a family too. So I have spent some time now rejecting all sorts of media forms. Everything from simple “children’s” programming to more adult geared programming has crossed my path.

A while back I was condemning a current popular book series which has had a movie and sound track created for it as well. It falls into the dystopia genre. It is often referred to as a romantic story by a few people I know. I must say there is nothing romantic about it. Readers get ready because here comes my opinions.

First let me say that I have learned that the genre of romance is not applied to works based on the work actually meeting the defined word romance. It can actually be a disgusting perversion and a total vomitus waste of one’s time and be put into the romance genre. This is true of all other entertainment genres as well. One can no longer assume that the genre label is in any way endorsement of the content matching the actual desired ideals which we once had about certain topics.

To be fair many of even the trashiest books, songs, and movies do have actual plots and a story behind them. I am not saying that someone didn’t actually write out an idea board and seek to create something viable. Also, I am not attacking these available works based on my Christian standards. I have done my best to evaluate based on nonreligious ideals. So with this post I am not trying to sell you Jesus. I am just seeking to point out from a writers perspective some of the disturbing trends we can see if we actually take a look at what is being woven into our current entertainment industries.

I am doing my best to really stay impartial on what is really acceptable entertainment. I even went back and skimmed through some of the worst books, songs, movies, and yes video game reviews that had been reviewed by yours truly in the paste for various reasons. One was the whole self harming issue. Some documentaries were also revisited. I tried to look across the board at the entertainment I had rejected for my kids even. I have tried to set  aside any religious objections and look for what these all have in common.

Yes, even the rejected children’s shows shared common ideals which could be seen in the most shocking documentary. We can see some basic similarities in what is being produced for the public’s entertainment. They can even be seen in the ever popular click baited articles popping up everywhere. We can see them in the hash tags being used too. It is a double standard which has become our new modern theme song.


  We are creating monsters with media standards.


you see we tend to raise an outcry against certain behaviors when we see them on the news having been carried out in real life, yet if it is contained inside our current modern entertainment medias we just can’t get enough of it. As a matter of fact with our genre labels no longer actually reflecting the root word contained in them it leaves us with a whole new issue.

We are now seeing the re-defining  of certain concepts within our society. When you make a point to create a book which you label in the romantic genre and taut as romantic but have the romance defined not as the loving act of enticing emotional response, but have it defined based on depravity and cruelty against one of your characters there is a price to pay.

As we watch the news and see more and more violent acts being done to innocent people we must face the fact that our entertainment industries do play a part in creating the standards which are now being lived out in the real world. We can’t deny that what we view for entertainment does effect us.

It is about ideals. We are horrified over seeing a mother be attacked in her home, raped, and then murdered. Yet if we look at not just main stream media, but the small productions and independent works, we can clearly see portrayals of that very thing happening. Let me be clear, I am not seeking to vilify the media industry or take away from the individual’s responsibility for their own actions.

We need to realize that having a double standard is not going to create the kind of world we want to live in. I want to challenge you to look at the news headlines both world news and your local news then go and look at the available entertainment. Look through your online subscriptions and see what you find. Did you notice anything? Here is something I want you to do too. Watch or read or listen to some of the stuff you would not normally even give the time of day. Ask yourself if what you are witnessing is redefining socially acceptable standards. Then go take a look at what you usually have as your main entertainment… look at it and hold the portrayal of standards against those from the media you normally wouldn’t even waste your time on.  Are you seeing common themes? Are you concerned about the things you are seeing?

I am really concerned about what is being made available and what I am seeing in the news. I can’t help but think that we have started a spiral downwards. We will not see anything good come of the current excepted media standards. When you live in a world that seeks to define romantic endeavors in ways that encourage abusive behaviors, vulgarities, gross acts of indecencies, and does so trying to make those things look desirable and acceptable…. You shouldn’t be shocked to read headlines that mirror entertainment industry content. It gives me hope to see so many outraged at the current horrific news stories. Now if we can just carry it over to being outraged at what is being labeled entertainment I would be very happy.

Is it enough to be horrified when it is a news report and jump on the bandwagon of hash tagging your responses while sharing click bait titled news reports about it?

I can’t help but think about what we see in our news industry too. With the current trend of race baiting and political animosity grooming it is no wonder we are seeing more of it inside our entertainment industries productions. It is not healthy to feed hate and discrimination. So why are we doing it?

Now I want to address those who might say to me back up your just hating on non-Christian content. You are overly religiously sensitive. I am not saying you can’t have your secular media. I am just asking you to stop and think about the things being shown as good. I know very well I will never end rated R and up movies and I won’t be able to stop porn or the new unrated movies which try to pass themselves off as regular entertainment but are just glorified pornos. I am not even holding my breath to change one mind on the songs which are laced with profanity and violence towards others.  I hold no hope of even convincing one person that even without socially unacceptable themes the underlining Omni sexuality is not healthy for us. I just want to put out my opinion in hopes that you will think about it.

We live in a world where a male cartoon character gives birth to a child. A male cow cartoon character gives milk. Women can’t breastfeed in public without being shamed, yet you feel no shame in showing them as objects to be abused under the guise of romance. Children are being kidnapped at school functions, raped and murdered while we are protecting the legal murder of unborn babies. We need to realize that everything we do sends a message. If we do not take a hard look at what our current ideals are breading then the day may come when we wake up to a world we have lost the right to be horrified at.

We need to look at our double standards and make some changes. It is time to stop glorifying things that horrify us when it happens in real life. It isn’t that these media forms are without plot, or without thought, it is that they are being based on the wrong ideals for what is healthy for us as a society.

What A Mighty Mess

What A Mighty Mess


How long has it been since I blogged? I just had to fix two posts because I forgot to add tags and put them into a category.
I guess it shows that I have been away from blogging for a while. I had hoped to get some writing in at camp, but all I did was write in my journal.

So This is my post about being a messy poster!

Funny how we forget what we should do. I guess I can’t be boring and a spam artist too. Since I feel that my earlier posts were good so  I don’t feel too bad about blasting them multiple times due to making mistakes that needed fixing.

Of course if the updating of the posts did bug you I am sorry!

A Beautiful Pause

A Beautiful Pause


We finished four weeks of helping at camp. Looking back at it we are so glad we did help this year. We had a pause in our life and routines, but it was a wonderful pause. It was hard being away from home and having to keep the bills paid while basically living at camp. I never realized how much planning it takes to leave home and be a part of outreach efforts.

I took this picture while I was between sessions. I have a new admiration for moths and butterflies.  They fly miles away from their birthplaces into the unknown without taking anything with them! When we packed for camp we took tons with us. I can’t imagine leaving home without even one item!

We’re spoiled to having so much that we can’t imagine having nothing at all.

I am glad of the reflection that helping at camp with outdoor education this year has given me. It makes me more grateful for what I have and for those who travel far from home to help with outreach efforts.

It was a beautiful pause.

Sweet Sixteen

It has been sixteen years since my spinal surgery. I praise God for the many blessings in my life since then. This year I am learning to walk correctly! We are working on building up my strength as well.


I feel so very blessed to be able to walk and to be alive! This time sixteen years ago I was dying. A tumor had struck me down and was slowly killing me. I had no  way of knowing that today would ever come. I had spastic paralysis and was being wheeled down a long hallway toward what we all thought was my death.

I kissed my oldest daughter goodbye, and I couldn’t even dream of my youngest child existing. I couldn’t see how God was going to save me, raise me up, and give me life in the face of death.

Today I helped with outdoor education at Camp Nathanael. I stood, I walked and I lived. I am still bound by limitations such as a twenty five pound weight limit, but for all the things I can’t do I have found so many things I can do. For the healing that I have I praise God!

Sometimes in life we don’t get what we want. I never wanted to be disabled. I never thought that I would face anything as hard as this or as humbling. I also never imagined that I would be able to praise God for being broken. I do praise him though. He is a great and mighty God. My broken is his glory.

This is my sweet sixteen. I am alive! I can walk! I am beautifully broken!

Check List Mania

So we have packed for our four weeks of volunteer work at a local Christian camp. It is not too far from our home, but still we have to pack tons of stuff. Thus the massive stacks of lists we now have laying everywhere.

Check lists are a must when you are about to travel. For those of us who have serious health issues they can save lives. Making a medicine list and checking our health care items out has taken the better part of today. It is always time well spent though!

I wanted to give a little update on where we will be and post a few ideas to help make traveling a bit easier. Here are a few things that I just finished doing today to help us be ready to leave this Sunday.

  1. Check your medication filled dates and count the pills you have to make sure you have enough to last till you get home.
  2. Use baggies to hold over the counter medications and prescription medications. Write the name on each bag to make it easier to know which medications belong to each family member.
  3. Pack a first aid kit to take with you. Small ones can be kept in your purse or car.
  4. Create a medical info card for each family member. Have their name, SS#, allergies, as well as medicine list and insurance # on it. Put your doctor and pharmacy information on it too. This makes it easier to answer health questions during an emergency.

Those are the top suggestions I have. We do these every time we travel. It takes time and can be a hassle, but it makes sure we all stay healthy and have what we need to enjoy our trip.

I am a list maker for sure. I even go through our clothing and toiletries and organize them before I pack them. My motto is better safe than sorry! We look forward to our trip and I hope to get to blog a bit about it. I also hope you have enjoyed this short update. If you are about to travel I pray you have a blessed journey!


Paperwork Blues

My paperwork has paperwork.  I’ve got those paperwork blues. 

If that sounds like the song you are singing then this post is for you! Here are the top ten things you can do to keep it together or get it together.

1. Keep your papers in envelopes.
2. Don’t be afraid to ask for paperwork to be mailed directly to your house.
3. Plan ahead for upcoming events requiring paperwork.
4. Make copies of important papers that you know you will need a copy to submit.
5. Use free online software to organize your information. (School grades and so on)
6. Print out multiple copies of paperwork you will need in the future.  (Bank Statements)
7. File away important papers as soon as they arrive in the mail.
8. Put receipts into envelopes marked receipts to sort at the end of the month.
9. Did you forget to document a volunteer activity or field trip? Grab photos and blog your memories or journal it and add receipts or play bills.
10. Keep envelopes for bills or other important things filled out and ready to stuff and stamp.

Don’t let paperwork rule you! Show it you’re the boss. 

Here is one last tip.  Practice filling out applications and forms! You can download this year’s forms and print off some for practice.  It helps you do it right when you are ready to do it for real!

Deedra Mosley

Tickled Not So Pink

Tickled Not So Pink

I went to check out the winners from a poetry contest I had entered (and lost) to see what kind of side splitting laughter inducing poems had bested me.  I didn’t even laugh once.  I was shocked that the winners couldn’t even get a snort out of me. 

My sense of humor must be off.

Is it just me or have we lost the art of laughter? Seems we just don’t do funny anymore. Not that I thought my poem was amazing or that I feel I deserved to even win, but the ones I just read through were so awful that I have lost interest in even competing in this contest again. 

Is it wrong to want to be made to laugh? Is it too much to ask for? I found myself asking myself these questions. I will admit I was so disappointed at the lack of the funny that I didn’t even bother finishing reading any of the unfunny junk that won. 

Found it on Google... ;)

Now I’m begging you… 

Somebody please make me laugh!

I don’t have a dime to offer you, but I would love to see your best and most hilarious poems! E-mail them to me via my website http://deedramosley.wix.com/deedramosley
I will gladly post the top 10 here on my blog along with a shout out to each author! Make sure you give me your website or blog link to go with the poem. Please no offense language, profanity, or racism or anything vulgar. Keep in mind that I am a Christian writer and have certain standards to uphold. Make me laugh so hard I cry! Please!

Come at me bro

Make with the funny,
Split my sides honey!
I need something funny,
I need some money,
Come at me bro,
Bring it!
Make with the funny,
To bring the money,
Then I’ll be your honey!

I admit the above off the cuff isn’t my best writing,  but I wanted to leave you with a little something.  Now go write your own and share it with me!

Deedra Mosley