Posted in Christianity, Inspiration, Loss, Photography, The Beauty of Creation, Trials & Blessings

The Unfulfilled Rose – Sadness as Blossoms Fall and Lie in Falling Tears

A little something I wrote six years ago:-

Shattered in the Rain Over the last week or so, I have been peering out of our bay window on waking, to see my beautiful ‘English Rose’ blossoming before my very eyes and being in awe, once again, of the perfect work of my Lord and Saviour. This is one of two David Austin roses that I recently bought and I was so excited to see the finished rose.

Shattered in the Rain 2We’ve been having soft; but steady rain for quite a while now and the rose continued to break forth and grasp as much sunlight as possible.

Shattered in the Rain 3Words cannot describe this gorgeous bloom laced with scent from heaven.

Shattered in the Rain 4Sadly, the rain was bruising the underside (sorry I’m not technical in botanical terms).

Shattered in the Rain 5But each morning brought with it another stunning image.

Shattered in the Rain 6Really starting to open up now. I’m in love.

Shattered in the Rain 7So many petals on one sweet flower and the colour, divine.

Shattered in the Rain 8But the rain was taking its toll on the dear, little one.

Shattered in the Rain 9And this morning I awoke to a broken sight.

Shattered in the Rain 10My heart broke. Perfection, beauty lay fallen upon the ground.

Shattered in the Rain 11The creaminess had become a soft shade of lemon. Crushed. Compacted in pain.

Shattered in the Rain 13This is all that remains. Remnants of torn petals for which I feel much sadness and yes, guilt.

Shattered in the Rain 14For you see, a few days ago, I took the damaged petals from the rose. I had to tear them off. I feel that I have in some way contributed to the rose’s demise. It was unable to hold all of heaven’s tears and unable to take it any longer, it just gave up and surrendered to what it knew it couldn’t control.

I had even written a poem :-

“Such a silly thing I did today

I tried to take imperfection away

I prayed the Lord, He wouldn’t take

The beauty of the rose at stake”

But by tearing away what I thought was something that was marring its beauty, was in reality actually holding it’s very existence together.

Yes, I know there will be some of you that think I am totally exaggerating; but I see amazing stories and spiritual truths in God’s creation and being able to capture them with the camera is a blessing.

We grow stronger with our trials. With pain. With tears. With anything that makes us feel like we can’t go on.

Jesus is the only One who can hold us together.

Tearing Him from our lives is devastating.

Maybe not now.

But one day.

God bless all who read this.

Posted in Christianity, Healing, Hope, Inspiration, Loss, Love, Prayer, Songs

YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN MOTHER’S DAY (A Song for Anyone with a Sweet Mother’s Heart)

YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN MOTHERS DAY

O the sweetness of those words
You mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Touches deep, releases joy
Something only a dearest child could say

Chorus
Sometimes distance has its way
Sometimes others have their say
But still, my love survives in May
‘Cause you mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Yes, you mean more to me than Mother’s Day

Brings with them, sweet butterflies
Of fleeting memories from yesteryear
Interspersed with cherished love
Can sense their closeness, even if not near

Chorus
Sometimes distance has its way
Sometimes others have their say
But still, my love survives in May
‘Cause you mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Yes, you mean more to me than Mother’s Day

Brings a bouquet of sweet intent
And hugs that reach to eternity
Thankfulness for heaven’s gift
Preciousness with a face that’s so pretty

O may I feel your arms surround me
May I feel your breath upon me
May I feel your love towards me
Sweet child, sweet child, of mine

Chorus
Sometimes distance has its way
Sometimes others have their say
But still, my love survives in May
‘Cause you mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Yes, you mean more to me than Mother’s Day

© 2014 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

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AND NOW A PRAYER FOR ANYONE WITH A SWEET MOTHER’S HEART

YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN MOTHERS DAY (2)

Dearest Heavenly Father
I come before You to lift every Mother unto You
And even though Mother’s Day is a wordly affair
And every day should be Mother’s Day in a child’s heart
You are love
You know our need for love
So I lift all Mothers unto You
All who have never been Mothers
Yet have a Mothering heart
All who are with child at this very moment
But are on the verge of terminating that life
All who are with child at this very moment
But are fearful of losing that life
Due to complications, accidents, medications
All who have lost a child
All who have lost children
Whether miscarried
Stillborn
As an infant
A toddler
Child
Young teen
Teenager
Young adult
An adult
… to silence
All who have a Mothering heart
And through silent tears
Are unable to have children
But Lord
But with God
Nothing is impossible
All who are awaiting the news
Of a missing child
Desperate for news
Hoping, praying
That they will be returned
Safely into their nuturing arms
All who are unable to spend
Mother’s Day together
Due to distance
Sickness
Disagreements
Anger
Hurt
Pride
And any other Mother who due
To no fault of their own
Is just unable to share
This precious day
As is every day
Together
All Mothers who have lost their Mothers
As a child
And never knew them
As an adult
The grief is the same
Anyone who has lost their Mother
Those whose heart is breaking
Because their Mother is so sick
Fear worrying how they will cope without them
O Lord
O Lord
Please also bless those spending
Today together
May they be aware of the gift they have
May Your love abound
May Your love abound
Shed Your love abroad
May it enter deep within all hearts
Unto You Lord
Unto You Lord
Precious Lord
In Jesus Name I pray
Amen

© 2014 – current Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Healing, Loss, Love, Promise, Songs

BECAUSE HE LOVES ME (A Song of Priceless Love)

Because He Loves Me

Into the garden He went
Shed as it were great tears of blood
And He shed a drop for me
Shed a drop in anguish for me

Carried His cross
Which cut into bleeding wounds
And He bore more pain for me
In love bore pain and sickness for me

Raised in humiliation
Was scorned, mocked and jeered
And He watched sorrowfully over me
Watched sorrowfully in sorrow over me

Endured suffocating darkness, so alone
Time’s sin poured into Him
And He emptied my sin from me
Emptied completely the fall from me

Drew His last breath
Crushed, surrendered and torn
And He took that last breath for me
Took that last breath of love for me

Three days of stillness
Battle now over
And He slept wrapped in Father’s love for me
Slept in peace knowing what He’d done for me

Hallelujah, He rose triumphantly
He still bears those scars for me
And He had suffered to set me free
Yes He suffered to bring life eternal to me

And He followed the will of His Father
Yet being God
He could have changed His story
But He loved me so
Didn’t interrupt the flow
Of excruciating agony
To bring Himself glory

Because He loved me
Loves me still
Will forever love me
Gave of His life
Gave of His blood
Gave His sweet heart
For me, my story

Yes He was pallid, weak
And weakness shook Him
Drained of mortality
But He drank the cup of my helplessness
He lived, He died
Praise God He now lives for me

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Hope, Loss, Love, The Beauty of Creation

I AM NOT A BLOB

ultrasound and belly

You didn’t know I was inside
So tiny at first, unseen
Then small changes started happening
And you’d never again be how you’d been

One minute you’d cry, then you’d laugh
Strange things, now so inviting
Beautiful glows appeared on your face
Sometimes the waves would keep you from eating

Please let me tell you a story
My little heart formed quickly
And within the space of a moment
I was becoming somebody, yes, me

And there are many dreams ahead
I’m more precious than a pearl
I love to twirl in this warm, dark lake
You don’t know yet, if I’m a boy, or girl

Every day I hear your heartbeat
Love compounding with each breath
Oh dear Mama, I feel so cherished
Oh dear Papa, you’ve given life, not death

I hear each word of spoken love
I feel so safe, and secure
With each passing day of my new growth
Your gentle lullabies, they reassure

Then one day, everything, it changed
Your tears no longer cried love
Voices vibrated longer, louder
I heard you didn’t want me, no more love

My heart started beating faster
There was nothing I could do
Can’t you see, feel I’m nearly ready
To be placed in your arms, so close to you

Please, please, can someone please help me
My lungs, ready for breathing
And ready to cry with thankfulness
I’m a perfectly formed human being

Mama, you said that you loved me
Your heart was no longer grey
That you’d always wanted a baby
No, don’t do that, take that needle away

I hurt so much Mama, why, why
This pain is unbearable
I no longer want to stay; but leave
The depth of pain is indescribable

I’m going to take my last breath now
And even though I suffered
I will be at peace; but not with you
I pray that forgiveness will be received

I forgive you Mama
I forgive you Papa
And when, through the years
You remember
And through the tears
You’ll shed
Please tell your family and friends
I was never, ever a blob

© 2019 Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Healing, Hope, Inspiration, Loss, Songs, Trials & Blessings

CHRISTMAS FOR THE BROKENHEARTED (A Song of Hope)

MILO

Chorus
When no-one calls to wish you a merry Christmas
When no-one’s there with you to share
When love is elusive, a long time a-coming
Come unto Me and know My care
Oh! Just come unto Me anytime, anywhere

Calling all who have no-one to trust
Calling all who have lost joy’s hope
Calling all whose friends have long gone
There’s a Christmas for the brokenhearted
No more will love be hidden, departed

Chorus
When no-one calls to wish you a merry Christmas
When no-one’s there with you to share
When love is elusive, a long time a-coming
Come unto Me and know My care
Oh! Just come unto Me anytime, anywhere

Never give up when you’re alone
Never give up when your heart’s cold
Never give up when sadness calls
Never give up, I won’t give up
There’s a Christmas for the brokenhearted
No more will love be hidden, departed

Chorus
When no-one calls to wish you a merry Christmas
When no-one’s there with you to share
When love is elusive, a long time a-coming
Come unto Me and know My care
Oh! Just come unto Me anytime, anywhere

Bridge
Oh! Even when the snow it falls
And settles upon your life that’s stalled
Look past the fragile side of the season
Know that you are loved
And that I am the reason
Yes, know that you are loved
And that I am the reason

Chorus
When no-one calls to wish you a merry Christmas
When no-one’s there with you to share
When love is elusive, a long time a-coming
Come unto Me and know My care
Oh! Just come unto Me anytime, anywhere

© 2014 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Posted in Christianity, Hope, Loss, Songs, Trials & Blessings

PUSHING THROUGH THE PAIN (Song Lyrics)

asian beauty

Chorus
Pushing through the pain, so weary
Pushing, feeling like you’re going nowhere
Pain’s tears are rolling, the only thing moving
Push through dear child
In God’s strength, you can

When someone you love isn’t with you
And vast oceans keep hearts apart
When wheels of pain gather momentum
You might feel hopeless; but look up

When a dream is not being fulfilled
And that hope, it has flown away
You’re not well enough to see it through
But it’s a new day, just look up

Pain can shatter vulnerable hearts
If not held together with love
Don’t let pain leave lasting legacies
Push through that sorrow, and look up

Chorus
Pushing through the pain, so weary
Pushing, feeling like you’re going nowhere
Pain’s tears are rolling, the only thing moving
Push through dear child
In God’s strength, you can

We all, in unexpected moments
Are trapped in emotional pain
Sometimes physical, spiritual too
Some totally immersed, look up

Pain hurts, buries deep beyond the core
It hides, and thinks no one’s watching
Then the notes of melancholy play
Isolating bonds, oh! look up

Frozen tears silence intensity
You cry till you can cry no more
But dear one, our Healer is so close
Find the strength to cry one more tear

Oh! Find the strength to cry one more tear

Chorus
Pushing through the pain, so weary
Pushing, feeling like you’re going nowhere
Pain’s tears are rolling, the only thing moving
Push through dear child
In God’s strength, you can

© 2018 Liana Wendy Howarth

 

Posted in Christianity, Loss, Love, Songs

A MOTHER’S LOVE (Song Lyrics)

mother child help

Chorus
When the lamp of love is no longer
A central part of your home
When the beating heart of a mother
Has left this world too soon
That’s when for every tear that falls
Of a young boy, or young girl within
Sweetest memories form a new life poem
Allowing broken hearts to sing

’Cause when is ever the right time
A child, no matter their age
Will understand their mother’s heart
And how she lived out her days

The first time your eyes made contact
With eyes of abandoned love
Never sensing what lay ahead
Or the sleepless night-time hours

Beaming over the wobbly steps
Soft treasures of little hands
All the funny faces between
All the words forming inside

The scraped knees, the tears, and the smiles
Bunny rugs, favourite toys
Adventures beyond heart’s desire
Prepared for school days ahead

The projects, best friends, and parties
Homework, and then changing days
Features, they’re coming and going
Clingy fingers separate

Through the days, the sulks, and the trials
Who could you always run too
Dear mother’s heart ’twas always there
Floury apron, cookies, love

Chorus
When the lamp of love is no longer
A central part of your home
When the beating heart of a mother
Has left this world too soon
That’s when for every tear that falls
Of a young boy, or young girl within
Sweetest memories form a new life poem
Allowing broken hearts to sing

Then one day you’re out on your own
School’s finished, career may start
Or study, or marriage, or move
She’s still Mother Dear to you

Disagreement may come between
Two lives are visibly bound
Many days may pass in silence
To mother, you’re still her child

So all I can say in closing
From someone whose loss is great
It doesn’t matter the years since
Parting, it happens, it’s real

Love her while you can, just let go
Of pain, or unforgiveness
Forgive, restore any love lost
Your mother’s heart beats for you

Take her hand in yours, remember
All the times she helped you through
Keep love’s memory locked deep down
May thinking of her bring a smile

Though it might not have always been
Harmony on every side
Maternal love’s like a flower
Be the fragrance of her heart

Chorus
When the lamp of love is no longer
A central part of your home
When the beating heart of a mother
Has left this world too soon
That’s when for every tear that falls
Of a young boy, or young girl within
Sweetest memories form a new life poem
Allowing broken hearts to sing

© 2018 Liana Wendy Howarth