Friday, April 3, 2015

When a Family Carries a Cross

The first Good Friday I remember,  I was a little girl of six or seven. Swinging on my rope swing singing that sunny Good Friday morning, I remember having a moment with God. Drawn to a hilltop, I looked up and wept. Confused and crying, I pictured my Jesus dying  and I didn't understand why.

All I knew of Jesus was what I learned in my first song.

Jesus loves me.
This I know.
For the Bible tells me so.

My six year old mind couldn't understand 

Why did Jesus, 
the One Who loves me,

Nailed to a cross?

I failed to comprehend the truth that 

Jesus died
 because He loved me. 
This I know
For the Bible tells me so.

"This is love: 
not that we loved God,
 but that He loved us 
and sent His Son
 as an atoning sacrifice for our sins."
 1 John 4:9 (NIV)

Sixty years later my heart still breaks on Good Friday morn. 

Ugly, ugly sin.
My sin 

 I'm sorry for my sin, 
yet don't I keep on sinning 
and nailing my sinless Jesus
on that cross 
by my actions.

But God still loves me and never stops hoping for me and never gives up on me!

. . . never stops hoping
 . . . never gives up." 
1 Corinthians 13:7

Twenty-one years ago today was Easter morning.

There was another little girl.
  Today was Easter.
 A day of hope.
Jelly Beans and Family.

Did she look up and cry for her Savior?

I know this. 
Jesus was with her.
Jesus did not forsake

Heidi Allen.

I don't understand.

But I know He wrapped His loving arms around her 
and while the brutal  took her away,
 Jesus comforted and gave her peace.

I believe this because 

Jesus loves Heidi Allen
This I know.
For the Bible tells me so. 

God knows what it is like to lose a child. 
 He sacrificed His Son Jesus Christ on the cross 
to take the penalty for the sins of the world.

And this evil world keeps on sinning.

Twenty-one years ago today a beautiful life was lost that Easter morning
 Heidi Allen was abducted
from the local convenience store where she worked. 

Her body never found,
one man convicted of her presumed murder serves his sentence. 

Yet, for Heidi and her family, their sentence seems to never end.
They carry a cross daily.

Where is Heidi?

God knows where Heidi is, but He, for reasons we do not know,
has not let Heidi be found.

Yet there is hope.

There is hope in Easter.

 God took an entombed lifeless body and brought Jesus to life again.

I pray He will do the same for 
Heidi Allen
 With God nothing is impossible. 

 My prayer is that God will reveal the truth and bring Heidi home to her family.

Heidi is missing, 
Yet God knows exactly where she is.

Would you pray for the God Who resurrected our dead Jesus to life to resurrect sweet Heidi as well?

Thank you.

For more information, please read Heidi's sister's powerful  book Where's Heidi available at

Updates on Lisa's blog, 

May your Easter be filled with hope!


  1. Elaine,

    Thank you for sharing your gift to write, encourage, and love in today's blog. You captured the essence of this sacrificial day while honoring my beautiful sister, Heidi Allen, at the same time. Thank you, may this help to bring Heidi home and encourage your readers, hope is found with Jesus!

    Lisa M Buske

  2. Hope is found in Jesus. He is our only Hope. Thank you, Lisa. Praying for your sweet family. Please God, I pray You bring Heidi home! Love you, Lisa.


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