I Wait and Wait … and Wait

I wait.

For an answer.

To prayer.

The path before me divides.

Which path to take?

I have lifted the need in prayer.

I could go forward.

But I will sit.

And wait.

And trust.

A door will be opened.

In His time.

In His time only.

Just trust.

So I wait.

But Lord ….

I need the answer now.

I don’t have the time to wait.

Something has to be done now!

But still I sit.

And wait.

And wait.

Then one day  ….

A different solution arrives.

It’s easier.

It answers my problem.

And I didn’t have to do a thing.

Just trust.

And wait.

And not take the problem out of His hands.

It’s done!

All I did was wait.

And watch.

And believe.

And wait.

An answer always comes.

And it’s always the best for me.

Because He loves me.

And I love Him.

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From “Fragrance from the Spring”

WAITING

“Wait on the Lord

Again I say wait.

In Christ, we find patience

To wait on the Lord

 

Onward Christian soldier

Nearer to Him we be

 

Tell the brokenhearted

He died for you and me

Ever faithful, everlasting

 

Lord, in Your radiance we live

On Your promises we believe

Render to each a measure of faith

Dearly beloved, a treasure to Thee”

 

Nailprints

H .. holding us tenderly in His arms
I ..   into His life He gently draws
S ..  sin forgiven, released from the laws

N .. never again shall we be found wanting
A ..  all is placed in those two tortured hands
I ..   into His heavenly kingdom we stumbled
L ..   love now given us, no longer encumbered

P ..  perfect will of our dear Lord
I ..   intertwines our past sorry state
E ..  evermore we do His will
R ..  reaching forward to please Him still
C ..  careful not to step aside
E ..  else His hand, we’ll feel His chide
D ..  deliver our souls, Our Heavenly guide

H .. hand in hand we’ll walk right through this
A .. and with notes of pure joy we’ll sing
N .. never again will we find ourselves lonely
D .. destined to surround His Majesty’s throne
S ..  sing dear saints, lift voices high

Oh! Sing dear saints, our souls He’s won …

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Living Water

Should we never stop to wonder
Of our Saviour’s love for us
Should we never thirst nor hunger
Seek His pardon, that, we must

When our very lives are draining
Into the sea of no return
When we feel like we are drowning
Living water flowing heals us, to You we turn

Please let your Living Water flow
Throughout our lives and in those we know
Cleanse us with Your Living Word
We praise the Lord for the moment first heard

Thank you for drawing us from the darkened pit
Thank you for causing our paths to be lit
Lit by the light of Your immutable Way
Take our hands we might falter, a promise forever, be our stay

Upon the path scattered with countless treasures, love and gold
Too much, too beautiful and in our hands they unfold
For these perfect gifts would slide right out of our lives
Unless our hand is in Your hand, held by scars of strife
-And they will only be ours, when they rest in Your life-

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Joy Abundant

Oh! Fill us with Your joy abundant
Sing to us that heavenly song
And when the morning reigns triumphant
You’ll be with us ’fore too long

Oh! Fill us with Your power of might
Reveal to us things not seen nor heard
And when the evening dawns, a new Light
Majestic is Your glorious Word

Our sin, dearest Lord, You have lovingly taken
Nailed it to that barren tree
Wondrous God, You have not forsaken
Eternally sheltering, we bow on bended knee

 

For A Loved One Departed (Written For My Dear Mother)

The reflection of heaven’s rose garden

Upon the branches of my heart
For you, this poem is written
The love you gave, the love you shared
The tenderness that softened

And on the paths that lead me there
Your footsteps are remembered
Guiding and advising me
You’ll never be forgotten

And on the leaves that bound my heart
My family life is written
Joy and pain, happiness and gain
The aroma will ever remind me

And on the petals of flowers found
Found wrapped around my heart
Sweet words of gentle encouragement
That trusted who I was

The aroma of those flowers linked
To leaves and branches and paths
Take me back to when you first left
Though not as often now
But the tears of dew that water my heart
Will always remember you

2010 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Season in Season

In the autumn light aglow,
Life it fadeth, that we know,
Changes colour, green, red, brown,
To be buried underground.

Winter cometh, snow abounds,
Little ones burrow and sleep a-sound,
Know not they what is above,
New life forming, filled with love.

Then the springtime, it doth come,
Nature stirreth, to find blushing mum,
Beauty and colour, freshness and shy,
Some are born, some to die.

Summer radiates its beautiful heat,
The endless skies and clouds do meet,
Fruit it ripens, harvests sway,
Now and tomorrow, another day.

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

BLOSSOM (Poem or Song Lyrics)

Father, let me blossom in Your sweet time
Please don’t let me blossom thinking things are fine
Let me wait patiently
Till You have things in place
Perfectly perfected
For my time in space

Father, let me blossom in Your sweet time
Please don’t let me blossom til the season’s right
Let me trust and always
Know my life’s in Your hands
Perfectly perfected
In eternal plans

Father, let me blossom in Your sweet time
Please don’t let me blossom when darkness surrounds
With no ray of sunshine
Or heavenly showers
Perfectly perfected
Outside of liars

Father, it’s time for me to blossom now
To blossom and fill the air with sweet delight
Please colour my heart’s dream
With Thy will for my life
Perfectly perfected
For the Gardener’s knife

Father, You’ve opened the door of Your peace
And enabled me to wonderfully open
My new life unto You
Arrayed in spotless robe
Perfectly perfected
Home in new abode

© 2015 Liana Wendy Howarth

The Sparrow Alone

Upon the housetop
Silent and still
No one knows I abide here
I search past yonder hill

I am fed from within
I am watered from afar
My foothold is narrow
If I fall, I carry no scar

For my everlasting Saviour
Holds this dear sparrow apart
With His all-consuming love
I am lost within His heart

(in my e-book “Fragrance from the Spring”)

“I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the house top.” Psalm 102:7 KJV

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

See the Snow Pink Ballerina (A Children’s Poem) … With Another Sweet Blessing

My dear friend Suzanne Davis Harden is such a beautiful inspiration and has been wonderfully gifted by God … Through her artwork, poems and songs.
She has blessed me by bringing the ballerina in my poem ‘to life’.
Please click on link which will take you to her Etsy page for more information.
I thank the Lord for all the precious friends He has placed in my life, through it all.
All glory to God.

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SEE THE SNOW PINK BALLERINA

The gentle sway of her body,
The gracious pose of her arm,
To see the beautiful motion,
Shows mystery in her charm.

Soft organza, she did twirl,
And on her toes, she arose,
A billowing cloud of perfection,
This grand profession, she chose.

Layers and layers of tulle,
Over rosebuds oh! so sweet,
And every so often, petals,
Would be caught in every pleat.

Her hair all neat and pulled back,
In a round, netted bun,
And interlaced within,
Golden highlights of the sun.

Smudged brown eyes all doe-like,
English rose-blushed cheeks,
Lips of cotton candy,
Make her finished look, complete.

The performance is soon ending,
And as her hands sweep from above,
Out of every corner,
Came applause and roses and love.

Solo performer,
Entertaining the audience,
With her beautiful talents.

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

(in my e-book “Fragrance from the Spring”)

When a Rose Cries

Sometimes the pain is too much to bear

Sometimes you wonder how you will go on

Sometimes the never-ending tears won’t end

Sometimes the burden, it crushes, it bruises

Sometimes fogginess is so persistent it becomes reality

Sometimes life … it just happens without you

But those tears that mar a beauty’s face

Those tears that hold a healing flow

Cleanse the surface, fragrance released

Yes, life goes on … pain

Exhaustion

Longing for a breakthrough

Answered prayer

Watching loved ones live without you

You’re there; but you’re not

They wonder

They hurt

Wanting to help

Not knowing what to do

To make it easier

To ease suffering

The pain

The pain of suffering

On and on and on

Sensing no relief

Tried this

Tried that

Nothing works

Exhaustion

Fear

Pain

One day

One day

One day

The prayer will be answered

Until then

HEAR MY CRY

Under the merciful gaze of love
My heart is open, crushed and sad
I have come to realize that through it all
Only Jesus is hurt when my life falls

Help me to recover my poise
In Christ I live, and not for nought
Healing balm please Lord, do apply
For very soon this life is nigh

Heal me with the fragrance of roses
Heal me with sweet scents of rosebuds
May the lily cover my proudness
Cover my sense of guilt and shame

Lift the cloud of weariness yonder
From this weak and burdened frame
For this cloud remains a long time
Oh! When will Your sweet lightness shine

Please, dear Father, should I wander
Through this wilderness of thine alone
Lift this cloud, I shall not falter
Lead me on, for this Thy cloud came

 (from ‘Fragrance from the Spring’)

© 2010 – present Liana Wendy Howarth