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It’s Raining His Tears

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It’s raining
I hear His small, still voice
I’m crying for my nations
I’m crying, it’s My choice

I’m crying, you won’t listen
I’m crying, you’ve left My side
I’m crying, no one seems to care
Look, My arms are open wide

These tears are shed for many
The lost, the sick, those in pain
The rain, it is getting heavier
Don’t let My love, My love, wane

The rainbow has been hidden
These tears, I cry for you
I’m crying to cleanse all who are dying
I’m crying, let Me wash you anew

The falling drops, they lessen
But My tears will continue to fall
Fall until you grasp these words
Don’t hide your heart behind fear’s wall

Let these tears, let them take away
All that is holding you back
May they bring fresh love, peace and sweet joy
And in Me, fulfill all you lack

© 2017 Liana Wendy Howarth

THE STORY OF LOVE (A Song of Adoration)

The Story of Love

Love unlocked pretends to smile
And all the world, it passes by
People never see the pain
Etched deep within each silent sigh

Chorus
The story of love
‘Tis Love loving me
‘Tis something forever
‘Cause love cradles me
Oh! His love cradles me

When love, it rises and breaks free
Captures the moments of past history
It shares joyful pain and misery
And draws Him closer, closer to me

Chorus
The story of love
‘Tis Love loving me
‘Tis something forever
‘Cause love cradles me
Oh! His love cradles me

That’s when shadows of the rainbow hide
A heart intent on keeping love inside
But love breaks free, into arms open wide
And shines eternal glory on a heavenly Bride

Chorus
The story of love
‘Tis Love loving me
‘Tis something forever
‘Cause love cradles me
Oh! His love cradles me

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

A Chorus of Heaven’s Love

Star Flower

Can you see the bars ‘cross heaven
Where the starry notes are laid
Each little sound, so reminiscent
Creation’s song which He first made

Flickering starlights, melodies pure
Reach eyes forth and discover His Word
Only in the darkest hour
Chorus seen, sight unheard

Some of us … in the deepest night
Some … in the light of day
Only those who pass through the grey, will
Forever see the love of His way

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Rose Petal Friends

Rose Petal Friends

Friends are like petals upon a rose.

Some are distant from your heart. You see them rarely. You have little communication. Still, you are connected.

Some lean towards you. You catch up now and then. You communicate a little. Just like old times.

Others are closer to your heart. You see them often. You can tell them most things. You have fond memories.

And then there are those who are so very close to your heart that you feel you couldn’t live without them. You see them always. You can tell them anything and you do. You feel safe in their presence. You know when they are hurting.

Friends are like petals upon a rose – they form precious layers. They support you. They are a part of you.

And the fragrance from your life is spread evenly across those friendships. Just the right amount.

Like the rose, not every petal is always perfect, something you must remember; but together they form layer, upon layer, upon layer of beautiful completeness.

 

 

AMIDST THE RAGING STORM (Song Lyrics)

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When there seems to be no hope in close sight
When there seems to be no end to the night
When everywhere there’s only wrong not right
Then rescue is near, don’t give up the fight

Searching for peace amidst the raging storm
We draw close to our wonderful Saviour
For He is sleeping whilst we are praying
He will awaken in His sweet hour

Crushed beneath the threatening waves so dark
Floundering in confusion’s foamy froth
Remember our Father won’t lead one way
Change direction, then deliver His wrath

When there seems to be no hope in close sight
When there seems to be no end to the night
When everywhere there’s only wrong not right
Then rescue is near, don’t give up the fight

Reach up and grasp His hand of salvation
Bringing our hearts to the healing altar
Let go and let God, how often this need
It’s the only way to know who we are

Trust in the One who is Hope eternal
For ourselves and all whom we dearly love
For coming through those stormy seas
He’ll always set our feet safely above

When there seems to be no hope in close sight
When there seems to be no end to the night
When everywhere there’s only wrong not right
Then rescue is near, don’t give up the fight

© 2016 Liana Wendy Howarth

OUT FLOWED LOVE AND FORGIVENESS (Song Lyrics)

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Chorus
Jesus died of a broken heart
And out flowed love and forgiveness
I never knew the depth of this
Until sweet mercy did witness
And my new heart could reminisce
Embracing love and forgiveness

Born to die, so that I may live
I wandered on my merry way
Felt confident; but He showed me
I’d placed hard stones, they led astray

And I’d read all about His love
Yes, I’m loved and I’m forgiven
Enabled to trust my belief
Only briefly, so I’d listen

One day He apprehended me
I was sad, He came alongside
Put His arm on my weary frame
Unleashing hidden tears, I cried

Chorus
Jesus died of a broken heart
And out flowed love and forgiveness
I never knew the depth of this
Until sweet mercy did witness
And my new heart could reminisce
Embracing love and forgiveness

He sent new friends and old alike
To comfort me in my distress
Dear child, your heart, it is broken
Let me heal, into My side, press

With eyes opened, I saw the truth
All that flowed out at Calvary
Within each of His dying breaths
Beat a life breath, for you, for me

Oh! You are the greatest Shepherd
This, Your lamb, follows You every day
Through fiery trials and sweet blessings
Oh! Dear Saviour, please lead the way

Chorus
Jesus died of a broken heart
And out flowed love and forgiveness
I never knew the depth of this
Until sweet mercy did witness
And my new heart could reminisce
Embracing love and forgiveness

© 2016 Liana Wendy Howarth

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Never Give Up

Today is the anniversary of my mother’s death. I felt to share this again and maybe encourage if but one …

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Eight years ago, my beautiful mother passed away. Six years ago, my wonderful brother passed away. She was eighty, he was forty-eight. She had Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma, he had Acute Myeloid Leukaemia. Neither knew the Lord when diagnosed. So I say never give up.

So many times during the course of mother’s illness, we would talk about my precious Lord. Her beliefs were scattered though and she loved anything to do with Tibet. Whenever we discussed anything to do with the Bible, she somehow managed to skirt around the topic and the subject was closed. This always happened. She was looking for something and would try anything and listen to anyone about everything. Yes, it’s important to listen to others; but not at the expense of one’s eternal life. Everything seemed like a joke. She would go to church; but was forever questioning, sometimes in the middle of a service (makes me smile now; but quite embarrassing at times).

Her illness stayed in remission for about five years. It returned. In the final couple of weeks, the questions continued. I played beautiful Christian music for her when she could no longer get out of bed. I had the Bible in audio form and jamming the repeat button, played the Psalms for her, just on low; but high enough for her too drink in God’s promises.

My Pastor’s mother visited and the questions, yes they kept coming. Still she was undecided. We showed her a plaque with “My God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus”. Still she questioned. Oh! The questions. The Name of Jesus was highlighted for her in the Scripture verse. No other god, image, idol.

Suddenly the Light began to enter her understanding and I believe it was then, only a few short weeks before she died, that she finally began to stop fighting and accept and be loved by Jesus. He had opened her eyes. She questioned again, but she had changed. God’s love shone through her. She had us throw out a statue on her windowsill. A peace settled on her. On us.

Hospital then the nursing home awaited. Psalm 23 played on and on and on. It was also above her head on a beautifully carved, wooden wall hanging. The Shepherd Psalm filled her very being. She couldn’t escape it.

The day she passed was so sad and yet so peaceful. With her last breaths few and far between, (by now my Father and I believed she had gone), I whispered into her ear that Jesus loved her and so did we. All of a sudden she breathed a great breath. It was such a shock that I jumped back and her bed moved, which was a further shock as I didn’t realize that the brakes weren’t on. Such a beautifully painful death. Yet I witnessed her spirit leave. I sensed it. I sensed her life depart.

Praise God, she is with Him. All of those years causing friction, sadness, questioning, frustrations all accumulated into one glorious ending. Underneath are the Everlasting Arms.

So never give up. There is always hope. In every breath, there is hope.

My brother endured months of horrendous treatment and was in ICU for many weeks with only about eight months from diagnosis to final hour. He didn’t believe in God either and conversations between us became somewhat heated at times. Sadness prevailed.

In hospital I would try and once again bring Jesus into the discussions. Not interested. I would pray silently by his bedside when we were the only ones in his room.

Then came the call. I asked his wife to place the phone to his ear. She said he wouldn’t hear me. I spoke lovingly to him of the Lord and prayed desperately for him. All I could hear was laboured breathing. Finishing just as she came back onto the line, I praise God that I was able to witness to him, one last time.

He died. I left him with God. I just didn’t know.

But I never gave up. Nothing is impossible with God.