Tag Archives: Inspiration

My Sunday Morning Worship


In the early morning before the sun has completely risen, I pour myself a cup of coffee and step quietly out into the garden.

It has rained heavily during the nighttime hours and everything is wet, all the flower heads are bent over, heavy laden, drunk on rainwater.

I make my way around the garden, checking on my plants, seeing that all is well, I go and sit.

Sipping on the rich, dark liquid in my cup and savoring the moment, my senses continue to awaken.

My eyes drink in colors, green and lush.  The sun, trying to peek through the cloudy sky, casts a lovely light on the garden.  The scent of wet earth fills my nostrils, I breathe in deeply, refreshed.

All is quiet in this noisy, busy city during these early morning hours, nature is able to speak.  And I listen…

Suddenly the sound of church bells ring out, beckoning all, come in and worship. But my spirit rings out, beckoning, come outside and worship.

One need not go into a church to experience God, He is everywhere, in everything.  We need only to tune our spiritual ears to His frequency to hear the Beloved’s voice.

I hear it in a bird’s song, in the rustling of leaves on a gentle breeze.  Especially in that rustling.  And in the swaying of the branches God sings me a lullaby.  Tenderly rocking my spirit back and forth.  Oh how He loves me!

I look at my plants and see them there with their leaf-arms raised, outstretched, as if in praise, and I lift mine too.

I tip my head back, eyes closed, smiling at my own silliness there mimicking my plants.  I’m such a weirdo.

As I open my eyes, I see a beautiful rainbow directly above me.  And only directly above me, as it’s not a fully arched rainbow.  I feel as if it’s there especially for me.  God smiling upon me.  Now He’s just showing off.   I laugh with delight.  Then I cry, inspired, feeling so loved.  And fully accepted.

A light breeze blows, brushing my hair against my cheek, it tickles.  God caressing my face.  Then the rainbow disappears.  I sigh in awe, soaking in His Presence, and begin to sing.

This is my Sunday morning worship…


© Julie Rehnelt 2014




✿~Peace & Love~✿

Peace and Love 1

Hi Moon!

Has anyone happened to notice how lovely the moon has been for the past few nights?  I find myself looking up at the sky quite often.  During both the day and night.  Something about the sky inspires and astounds me.  I mean, do you realize that when you look up at the sky, you are gazing into infinity?  There’s no end.  It’s forever, eternity.  Of course our limited eyesight can only see to a certain distance, but that doesn’t change the fact that we are still looking into something that is limitless.  And to think that when we look at the stars, the light we are seeing shining is actually from the past because they’re so far away that it takes all that time to reach us.  Imagine before there were telescopes what ancient people thought about the sky and space and it’s limits.  I used to have a telescope.  It was a puny thing and I couldn’t see much with it, but even just being that much closer to seeing what’s out there still absolutely delighted me.  When I was little, my dad had a telescope, and would bring us kids to an area here in the city that was darker than the rest, and we would look up at the stars and the moon at night.  I’m sure that’s where my love for the sky came from ~ my pops.  ♥  Oh, I just realized that as I typed it, and now I’m getting a bit emotional.  Gosh, I miss my dad.  *pausing*

I’ve mentioned before how much nature in general inspires me, but there is something about the sky, much like the ocean, that also helps me put things in perspective.  I think it’s the vastness, the realization of the enormity of our world and universe, and where I compare to all of that.  Some may think it makes one feel more insignificant, small, unimportant, in the grand scheme of things.  But not me, it makes me feel more special, more grateful, more appreciative of my precious life, my five senses, and my uniqueness as a piece of this amazing creation.  Where do I fit in?  Everywhere, in everything, all of it.  I could go on…

But I originally started writing this about the moon, so I must try and stay on topic.  These are just my first waking thoughts this morning, I haven’t even had my coffee yet haha!  😀

So, the moon…  Me and the moon, we’re “like this.”  No matter where I am or what I’m doing, whenever I am out at night it is the first thing I look for.  I love when the moon is out during the day sometimes.  It looks so lovely against a blue sky.  My family is well aware of my love for the moon, and as silly as it is, I even wave at it sometimes.  Oh that’s a little embarrassing to admit to the general public, I don’t normally do it when I’m with anyone other than a family member. What a goof I am.  Yes, I wave at the moon.  At least I don’t howl at it.  😉  And I also say “Hi moon!” out loud while I’m waving.  Ah geez, now I’m just sounding like a complete weirdo.  Anyway, moving right along…

I guess what it comes down to is a sense of connection.  I know it sounds corny to say stuff like “being one with nature,” but there’s something meaningful about having a sense of connection to the universe.  It makes me feel closer to God.  More intimate with Him.  And I feel His love radiating toward me, in me, through me, and from me, while enjoying the beauty of creation.  And when it comes to the moon, I feel like it’s a guiding light, watching over me.  I know it’s silly, but it is what it is.

My sis and I have this inside joke about the moon.  We have a lot of inside jokes about a lot of things.  But with the moon, we are always arguing (in a playful way) because I insist that I’m the moon’s favorite.  I am.  Lets just get that fact out there right now… I’m the moon’s favorite.  Okay?  Anyway, whenever there is a cool looking moon, whether it’s full or crescent, if we’re not together one of us will call or text, so in case the other hadn’t seen or noticed the moon we can go out and look at it.  So last night as I was leaving my mom’s, there was the moon “Hi moon!” *waves* and it was looking especially beautiful.  I was actually a bit distracted by it on the drive to my apartment.  I was going to call my sis and tell her the moon was following me (it always follows me ~ because I’m its favorite ;)), but I began to have a little poem forming in my mind, so when I got to my apartment I wrote my sis a poem and posted it on her facebook.  She’s up at her cabin, out of the bright lights of the city, so I knew it would look even more wonderful up there and wanted her to see it.  But there was something to get out of the way first… I’m the moon’s favorite!  Here’s what I wrote her.  Don’t judge me, I know it’s corny, but whatever…


My, what a lovely moon there is out tonight,

like a magical orb shining so bright.

I’m the moon’s favorite, it’s no good to contest,

you know that it’s true, the moon likes ME best!

We go everywhere together when I travel by night,

it watches over me always, to make sure I’m all right.

On evenings I find that my hearts feeling low,

I have only to look up at its comforting glow.

I love the moon and the moon loves me,

so don’t even try, my sister, to take it from me!

© Julie Rehnelt 2012


She went out to look at it and wrote me back saying “Ahhh… it’s smiling at me.  It tells me that you are its favorite tonight…”  Uh hem, I’m its favorite every night.

I would have tried to take a picture of the moon last night, but my camera would never do it justice.  So here’s a few pretty ones I found online.  Incidentally, while looking for these, I found out that it was a Blue Moon on August 31st, so no wonder I’ve been noticing how especially lovely the moon has been the past few evenings…



Also going to share this video.  It’s not about the moon, but there’s a telescope in it.  😀  I love the lyrics, but also love, love love, them with the video.  Regardless of your personal beliefs or religious views, you have to admit that the idea of this ~ people looking through a telescope and seeing their dreams fulfilled is so inspiring.

Yep, these are the things the moon makes me feel.  Now to grab my coffee…