What it feels like to just be held by God.

This is going to be a short post. I want to tell someone what I am feeling but I didn't know who to tell, so I will tell you, dear reader.
This morning in church I went to the altar. Broken and tired. I decided to step into surrender even though I'm not even sure I know how to surrender. But I think I am feeling what it feels like to just be held by God. There's something different in my soul. I don't really know what it is but it feels familiar.
 It kind of feels like my soul is at home within itself. It kind of feels like a fuzzy blanket wrapped around my soul. Also kind of like waking up on a warm summer morning around 10am, rested and refreshed. But it also feels like a cozy fall evening with fall scented candles and a fire in the fire place.
But it also feels like I need a hug. Or maybe it feels like I am being hugged. In my soul. It feels like being curled up with your favorite book and your favorite hot tea on a cold winter night.
It feels like being loved and it also feels like peace. It feels like protection and it feels like providence.
It feels like coming home into the warmth after walking through the cold winter winds.