It’s a question that I’ve been wrestling with for years:
Does God still speak to us?
There was a time when God spoke so clearly to the prophets and patriarchs—even audibly, at times. Moses heard from Him. The Apostle Paul encountered Him in Arabia. The God of the universe, coming down, spoke to the saints of old.
And yet, here we are in 2026. How often, if ever, does God speak to us personally today?
Lessons from Luther
This question became especially relevant for me this Sunday at church. Throughout the previous week, I had been listening to an audiobook about Martin Luther. He was a man who was unafraid to stir the waters, greatly challenging the thinking of the church of his day. He questioned traditions, held debates, and nailed his 95 theses to a door in Wittenberg.
Some of Luther’s convictions were right, some of them have proven to be wrong—but at the very least he spoke boldly, always seeking the truth.
One such debate in the days of Luther was the realities within the Lord’s Supper. When Jesus said, “This is my body, broken for you. This is my blood, shed for you,” what did He mean? Was He speaking literally? Were His words merely symbolic? Were they both? Maybe somewhere in between?
“This is My body,” Jesus said.
But what does He mean by IS?
A Small, Extraordinary Moment
All these questions were fresh in my mind as we prepared to take communion on Sunday. Are the communion elements merely some bread and juice? Are they just a symbol of Christ’s body and blood, or is Jesus actually present within the elements?
Admittedly, it had been a long week for me (after going without power for seven days). Needless to say, my tank was empty. My soul was weak. It was this feeling that led me to pray this prayer:
God, I want more of You. I need more of You.
It was then that I experienced a small, ordinary, extraordinary moment. As I held the communion elements, I noticed something peculiar. Two pieces of bread were in my cup. A double dose of Jesus’ body. I’ve partook in communion on hundreds of occasions, and I don’t recall ever receiving two pieces of bread.
Could this be a coincidence? Perhaps. Anything can happen. But then again, just five seconds earlier, I had been wrestling with the question of Christ’s presence in that bread.
IS JESUS REALLY IN THIS BREAD?
And then, I prayed, “GOD, GIVE ME MORE OF YOU.”
And there they were—two pieces of bread.
Was this moment in church a whisper from God? Was it a subtle affirmation that my God is with me? I cannot say with certainty, but I did at least allow myself to be encouraged. I allowed myself to believe that God had witnessed that moment, and He saw my desire to be close to Him.
Does God still speak to us today? I don’t know for sure. But I do know this: the heart that longs for Him will not be ashamed. Let us take that longing to Him, and let us trust that He will respond in His way and time.
God, give us more of You.
Blessings,
