This is where I belong

I want to write I dont know what but I have the urge to allow God to take over as I write and inspire via a copmputer screen inspired by the love and hope of God, as I sit here and center myself in his pressence as worship fills my house and turns an ordianry house into a house filled with the pressence of God, as I inhale and allow the spirit of God to rest on me I feel calm, I feel an extraordianry comfort as I sit in the pressence of my creator! Oh how I love him, Oh how I am moved by him, oh how I am found in him, suddenly the weight of the day, the attitudes, the fear all melts away and I am vunrable and hungry for more of my GOD!
And he comes, he comes like a flood and fills my heart with his love reminds me that he is here, that I am never alone that I can stand and feel alone and feel empty but he is here all along!
As I sit in his pressence in a house that is built on faith and love he invades me and nothing else matters apart from trying to capture this feeling of my God coming to me in a desperate moment and he is is here and I wait...... As the words show me your glory flood my ears I can feel nothing but peace and love. a tear tries to escape my eye at the incredible feeling of saftey I now have.
I am focused only on him... He is all I desire I feel his arms embrace me and saftey is here, comfort is in my reach... this is where I belong in the pressence of my God in his hand. All I am looking for is found in his pressence, all I need is here in his pressence, all is restored as I sit in his pressence, all is well in his pressence.. His pressence oh how I love his pressence and as I inahle again and expect him to go he is still here my constant steadfast source.. This is where I belong I was made to love him, I was born to serve him this is where I belong....