The Waiting Rose

This beautiful rose was just a bud
When I left my home town
I would have loved to see it bloom
And put on its glorious gown
But it waited for me
Through sunshine, darkness, all alone
And on my welcome return
Sweet beauty in my garden
Smiled fragrantly … just for me
Misty eyes to behold and see

When I look into the joyful heart of my Saviour
I see the reflection of who I am in Him

‘Then the Old, Now the New’ in “Fragrance from the Spring”

‘I noticed the withering of the roses and leaves,

Being eaten, destroyed by grasshoppers in teams;

So I cut them back hard,

Their limbs were laid bare,

Then fell much-needed rain

And new shoots did appear.

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When we are feeling dry,

Empty, forgotten or alone,

And much of our life feels it’s coming undone;

It’s then that the Lord,

In kindness, takes His Sword of Love,

Leaves us with nothing

On which to draw from but Him,

And then perfect, new growth

Will suddenly appear,

After Heaven sent rain feeds life from above.’

Every Tree Tells a Story, Every Story Waits to Bloom … Life

A little bud hides midst the billowing leaves

Yet to break forth, new life to release

And on that same limb of this family tree

Brown-speckled, parched maturity, adorns openly

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Rain, sunlight ……. glistening dewdrops

Through life’s blessings, trials, teardrops

Each perfect morning, never the same

And every sweet day has its very own name

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Please do not judge by appearance or beauty

For we all in this family have a reason and duty

Some yet to blossom, others now resting

I thank God for this tree, survived through much testing

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© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

An excerpt from ‘Battling Forward’ in “Fragrance from the Spring”

Excerpt from “Battling Forward”

“Push through the hardships, toils and sorrows
For the Lord God, our very own God
He reigns triumphant”

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He is mighty

He is worthy

An anchor in stormy seas

A lighthouse when all else is in darkness

A sunbeam shining through endless clouds

A rainbow of hope

Joy in the morning

A melody in the night

Rain in the drought

Sunshine in the flood

Shelter

Abundance

All-in-all

Freedom

Salvation

Love

Peace

Healer

Deliverer

Forgives all when forgiveness sought

Life

Mender of broken hearts

Full of mercies

And they are new every morning

“By the grace of God I am what I am” 1 Cor 15:10a KJV

Dewdrops on the roses

The sweetness of  a bird call

Yes, He is mighty and I could go on forever …….

So break through your burdens and grasp the hand of the One who loves you.

Would love you to add to the list ……. God bless.

The Heavens are Crying

It’s finally raining here …….

Lord please send rain to sun-parched lands.

Please reign in Son-parched hearts.