Sending You a Rose


Sending this beautiful bouquet of roses to anyone out there hurting.

Anyone lonely.

Anyone alone.

Anyone sick.

Anyone crying.

Anyone feeling there is no hope.

Anyone unloved.

Anyone in need of a friend.

Anyone who has lost everything they own.

Anyone who has unwell loved ones.

Anyone who has lost a loved one.

Anyone needing comfort.

Anyone needing support.

Anyone who has forgotten how to smile.

Anyone struggling.

Anyone needing direction.

Anyone needing beauty in their life.

Anyone who has lost a dear pet.

Anyone with a sick child.

Anyone with a sick parent.

Anyone not coping.

I’m thinking of you.

I’m praying for you.

Please accept this bouquet of our Heavenly Father’s love.

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Surrendering to the Light

Surrendering to the Light

I watch them unfold
So gently, so free
Nothing holds back
Their matchless beau-ty

Come into my garden
And witness the scene
I cannot understand
Deep within what it means

Why won’t you come
It touches my soul
So intense, God’s way
Bringing life around a pole

Such sweetness of fragrance
And colours so grand
Opening and opening
To the light of the land

The rose, so intense
Why don’t you care
It’s me you see
Blossoming out there

Why don’t you see
The ache in my heart
Of the new life blooming
So close to your heart

Come into my garden
Please seem a little interested
That rose that matters much
Is your wife or mother, tested

And now breaking free
From the coldness of winter
Surrendering to the light
Feeling warmth, love
Life – at last

© 2012 Liana Wendy Howarth

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

LEAD ME THROUGH THE STORM (A Song for When Life is Overwhelming)

Lead Me Through the StormWhen clouds are forming overhead
When doubts arise inside your head
Just look
Look to the One who sees
Loneliness, hopelessness
In each pulse of your breaking heart
Each pulse of your breaking, broken heart
And hears each mournful plea

Take this heart
And make it tender
Lead me through the storm
Take this heart
And I’ll surrender
New life, new love in me form

When the clouds have borne their raindrops
When the doubts, the tears have stopped
You looked
Looked to the One who saw
Cradled and healed
Each pulse of love
Each pulse of love
In each beat, each beat and more

Lord, You heard and answered my plea
Then gave more
Yes, You heard and answered each plea
And gave so much more
That’s why
That’s why
With thanksgiving, I’ll forever adore

Yes, You took this heart
And made it tender
You led me through the storm
You took this heart
And I surrendered
New life, new love
In me formed

Lord, You heard and answered my plea
Then gave more
Yes, You heard and answered each plea
And gave so much more
That’s why
That’s why
With thanksgiving, I’ll forever adore
With thanksgiving, I’ll forever adore

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

The Fragrance of Healing

May the Lord’s blessings and answers to heart-wrenching prayers fall as precious fragrance upon those shedding

tears of pain

tears of sickness

tears of abandonment

tears of hurt

tears of frustration

tears of torment

tears of hopelessness

tears of loneliness

tears of homelessness

tears of shame

tears of lost love

and may that beautiful fragrance turn them from your tears of

pain into freedom

sickness into vitality

abandonment into company

hurt into love

frustration into peace

torment into release

hopelessness into hope

loneliness into comfort

homelessness into safe shelter

shame into forgiveness

lost love into fresh roses

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Excerpt from ‘Hope’ in “Fragrance from the Spring”

‘Life may seem forever hurting,

Tears they flow as if no end,

But they’re counted, tearfully cherished,

In His bottle.  He will mend.’

‘A Day in the Life of a Teenager’ in “Fragrance from the Spring”

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‘The sun has a-risen,
Stunning (hah!) clothes to wear,
My hair needs a makeover,
I collapse in the chair.

The alarm’s still ringing,
Shrilling in my head,
An English exam today,
Why can’t I stay in bed?

No one understands,
What I have to go through,
Day after day and always,
A million things to do.

Mum’s yelling out,
And Dad’s on the move,
Why can’t they chill out,
And get with the groove?

Everyone fighting,
For breakfast, lunch and space,
What on earth is this all about,
This need to beat the human race?

No! I don’t know what,
I want to do when I grow up (some more),
I’m in a hurry, going to be late,
So I’m running out the door.

Why can’t they leave me alone,
Teachers, parents, friends?
I’m sure I’m trying my hardest,
Oh! Far out, I’ve forgotten my pens.

And as for that old English test,
The teachers all tell a different tale,
But it never finds its way onto the test,
I’m sure I’m going to fail.

My shoelaces need a-tying,
My shirt is all askew,
My shorts have slipped beyond the knees,
I’ll cry if I don’t laugh, so that is what I do!

And now there’s talk of war far off,
As if there’s not enough at home,
I feel so alone and lonely,
I think I’ll run away and roam.

I’m sure no-one will miss me;
But I had better think again!
I passed a church on the way to school,
Heard a distant voice – “help for pain.”

So I went inside the cool, dark church,
I sat at a pew and listened,
And the more the Pastor spoke,
The more my eyes cried and glistened.

I found what I had been looking for,
And I had definitely searched everywhere,
It wasn’t on the television, or in the music store,
It wasn’t in the mirror, or glossy magazine,
It wasn’t in the pantry,
Or in one of the shopping malls,
I’d always chilled out there … and …
I thought my friends would be all I wanted,
How wrong could I possibly be?

I nearly started smoking,
Drugs were next on the list,
No-one seemed to understand,
But now I know,
That I had indeed, been missed.

Because the Pastor explained to me,
For everything, just look,
Amongst all those ‘foreign’ words,
In God’s gift, the answer, His Book!

And now when things don’t go quite right,
And family life feels stressed,
I quietly try to re-direct them all,
So their minds do not get messed.

Thank you, thank you, Mum and Dad,
For making me walk to school,
For if I’d caught that little, old bus,
I would have turned out such a fool.’

A Heart Alone

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The Lord impressed upon me this morning how very alone we are if we do not die to self

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‘Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.’

John 12:24 KJV

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Alone and without hope

How alone …

Alone …

How alone without the Saviour

Literally alone

Friends, people may surround

But aloneness within prevails

And the heartbreaking thing about this is, that those afflicted, are unaware of it and therefore unable to comprehend the reason

… and the turmoil continues

In darkness alone



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But The Light of the world is waiting on the edge of that darkness

(John 9:5b KJV)

Waiting to infiltrate the darkness of life and flood it with life-giving breath

Just ask

Eternal life awaits

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The stone which hid, is rolled away

Jesus has risen; we are watching, swaying, and cry

Help us comprehend, dear Lord

He lives, the price, beyond our means was paid


He lives, hallelujah, we live

And because He lives, so must we die

Die to self, it’s our turn now

But all glory, He has blessed us to live in Christ


Surrender all your right to self

Grind emotions, thoughts and plans prepared

Let your Saviour’s power prevail in you

A new creation, tears and repentance succeed


Standing in the power of His mighty, precious Son

Escape the hold of earthly things

And acquaintances that beckon forth

Listen for that soft, small voice in turmoil that unfolds


Jesus calls us, gently leads us

We have no right or hold on the old life

And just as a flower bursts forth with sweet newness

In pain and anguish we are pushed out of hardness


Thank you for a life refreshed

Thank you for a life eternal

Thank you that You died, without surrender

We sing praises to our ever-loving Father


From “Fragrance from the Spring”

Shades of Sadness

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Pain, it can hide.

Or it can surface.

It can open the way for cleansing tears.


It can leave you feeling so empty.

So alone.

Nowhere to turn.

There are many shades of sadness.

Your life can be tinged with it.

It can be released and cloud your joy.

It can affect others.

It can be totally all-consuming.

And the heavier the burden.

The closer you are to letting go.

This is when the tears will fall.

Beautiful tears, healing time and sorrow.

And eventually, joy will rise with the morrow.


‘And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.’

Revelation 21:4 KJV

Beauty is Random

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Sometimes the ones who think they are unwanted

Outshine the ones who think they are needed.

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Anyone can shine …. with the love and encouragement of a friend.

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‘ ……… I perceive that God is no respecter of persons.’

Acts 10:34 KJV