Keeping it Real...Welcome! No matter how you found this, God knew you'd be here today. May you absorb the message He has for you. In 2011 I shared through my writing, today I've learned there is more to me than just writing. I have the energy and passion to share with others. Sometimes through Facebook live and others with my blog and most importantly, I've learned my passion to cook and bake is a vessel to share my writing and live presentations, while glorifying God in the process. I just needed to let go, and follow His lead.
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12/24/2012
Twas the Night Before Heidi DisappearedThis is a photo of my sister Heidi, my cousin Shawnacy, and I building one of the castles I mentioned on the mini-blog post at the "Where's Heidi?" Facebook page. For a direct link, click on the picture above to see the finished creation. Here is my gift to you, a poem written by yours truly. Twas the Night before Heidi Disappeared is my rendition and Christmas poem, you are the first to read it. Merry Christmas Eve everyone! ~ Lisa ~ ![]() Twas the Night Before My Sister Disappeared By Lisa M Buske Twas the night before my sister would disappear Her smile and gift of joy were evident and clear Our last memories reside at our parent’s house Celebration transitions to grief in the courthouse We spent the day together shopping without a care Not realizing my dear sister was in need of prayer Graduation and Easter egg hunts consumed our chatter Dreams of future “Sister Days” was all that matter But when tomorrow came, instead of searching for an Easter egg Tragedy stole my sister, leaving us to beg Our small town of New Haven has always been safe But that changed when two men stole the cashier and our faith The phone rang and made me dash To pick up the receiver to hear words causing me to gasp “Heidi is missing. Get to the store.” How can this be happening? An emotional uproar. Ed gently pried the phone from my fingers with love Although we really needed to get moving, he didn’t shove Instead, wrapped his arms around to whisper an encouraging word I was frozen but thankfully Ed moved me forward From snug in our bed to racing to meet at the store The scene of the crime revealed so much more My sister is really missing and tragedy has struck Within moments my emotional state was sure to self-destruct ![]() Interviews given and photographs shared I was now living one’s worst nightmare “Bring back my sister!” Why, why, why… I lean against the last pump to sigh All I keep asking is “Where are my parents?” but no one hears My fear, confusion, and grief consume me and the atmosphere With preliminaries out of the way, we transition to the fire hall Fax machines and telephones arrive and we make the important call “Heidi is missing. Have you seen her today?” But each ended the same, “I haven’t seen her.” Sad to say People arrived from near and far to help with the search While others learned of Heidi’s kidnapping while sitting at church Minutes turned into hours and hours into days Days into months and I spent the next decade in a daze We never gave up and seek that one clue Searching, hoping, and praying too At first, I blamed this God some looked to for strength Because a loving and caring God wouldn’t need to go to such length BUT it wasn’t God who took my sister and ripped her from our lives It was satan’s evil desires to rob, steal, and vandalize Instead of running to God for the healing, strength, and hope I ran the other way and slid swiftly on a downslope Into satan’s lies and deception until one child shared truth “Mrs. Buske, you need Jesus” and this plan is foolproof I invited Jesus into my life and let Him get-r-done Years of hurt, anger, and resentment weighed a ton But thankfully Jesus’ shoulders are strong enough to bear the weight For His time is not like ours, so I choose to trust as I wait The process to heal was long and on-going, even today Yet it is manageable and full of hope when I choose to obey God never left me, I left Him When I was ready He started to work from within Heidi is still missing, the years mirrored by those with us There isn’t a day we don’t miss her or make a fuss To cherish our family and friends as we express our love Knowing all healing, mercy, and grace come from above. Instead of focusing on the negative or tragedy thrust into your life Choose to celebrate and live without blithe Holidays are a great time to mend hurts and a broken relationship Instead of fighting or living in stress, choose to mend and worship God sent His Only Son to be born a babe on this Christmas Eve
Knowing He would suffer a horrific death for those who believe Jesus Christ paid the price for our sins and gifted the Holy Spirit To intercede on our behalf until we reach the Eternity we inherit My sweet, younger, and only sister remain one of America’s missing I have made new friends near and far suffering the same thing All of us share a common bond of loss and grief With the same opportunity of hope and healing wrapped in belief I chose to believe and cherish Focusing on the good and not to perish The choice is yours and yours alone Will you wear the fragrance of God’s healing cologne? |
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