I went to a grand Cathedral and heard eloquent words spoken. I walked down the street and saw a man with a bible preaching. I went to a homeless shelter and saw a man praying thankfully that he had soup to eat. I walked to the seashore and watched the sunset. I then sat upon a rock and thought about it a long time. I then decided where God is not. God is not in the building, or in the sermon that is preached. God is not in the homeless shelter or the food that we must eat. God is not in the sunset or in the warm ocean breeze. God lives most of all with in you and me.
The Lords Spirit is where he is welcome and we are the temple where in he wishes to dwell.