Daily Christian Journal: Lonely & Alone in a Superstar Church

The Life of a 21st Century Prophet

Today, in my daily journal, I want to talk about being lonely & alone in a Superstar Church.


I have never felt more alone; in this, a room filled with people.

I knew it was bad when I started to think how soon could I get home, a stranger in a strange church, in a strange land.

How soon could they come for me I thought. Now? I wish! I was a guest and yet I felt like an outcast, worse a leper.

NO one greeted.

NO one smiled.

NO one looked you in the eye and said hello.

A pariah, I felt lonely and alone in a Superstar Church.

Lord, why am I here?

Searching for a home base. I thought it could be here, but it could never be here.

I sit here people circling and not one has said hello to me. I felt worse in the end, much worse than how it started.

So let me tell you how it started.

I rolled through the door for a night I thought must be divinely ordained by God. I entered and was told I could sit anywhere. Within 30 mins I was told to move twice and blocked from going further.

I was 30 mins early and ended up sitting at the back like I was 300 minutes late. Anger burned deep and I prayed for God to take it away.

I forgave and released.

But, I wondered, where was the love of Jess Christ in a place that proclaim to HIm?

It was not here.

They gave all the love and attention to the international superstar prophetess. who was in the house. But none, to a stranger.

i am learning so much about what not to do, in this strange land.

The bible tells us to love one another. Jesus’ last commandment was that we love one another.

John 13:34-35 New International Version (NIV)

34 “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. 35 By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”

The bible says if you have miracles, signs, healings and no love, you have nothing.

If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I had the gift of prophecy, and if I understood all of God’s secret plans and possessed all knowledge, and if I had such faith that I could move mountains, but didn’t love others, I would be nothing. If I gave everything I have to the poor and even sacrificed my body, I could boast about it; but if I didn’t love others, I would have gained nothing.

1 Corinthians 13 (NLT

This  place was not home.

There was no love.

I turned my head, dust off my feet and headed south, looking for the love of Jesus Christ.


Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than six years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor. She is a freelance writer for online publications such as Revealing the Christian Life, Jamaica Rose, Entertainment Trail, My Trending Stories among others.

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Copyright © 2018, Denise N. Fyffe, The Island Journal


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