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Not sure if this is in the right category so plz move this if necessary admin

I want to hear you all’s personal experience with personal revelation,
Maybe you were reading the word and you got prompted by the Spirit and it opened your eyes to how a specific scripture could mean something almost unrelated
or maybe how two scriptures are linked in a way that doesn’t seem obvious at first.
I’m of the mind that God will talk to any and everybody who will hearken onto his words,
So there’s no huge need to necessarily back up your experience with scripture
Honestly, if God talked to anyone, I want to know about it!!!

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Yes, brother @SanctifiedSorrow , I have had a personal experience like that — though I must admit, I’m still learning how to discern these things properly.

Some time ago, I was struggling deeply with the question of the Eucharist. I had been debating the Real Presence versus the memorialist view, and I found myself weary and confused. So I turned to God in prayer and said, “O Lord, I don’t know anymore. I’m tired of defending the Real Presence. If it is truly Your will that I hold to this belief, please confirm it to me.”

After that prayer, I opened my Bible — and it fell open to Luke 22:19:

“And He took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, ‘This is My Body given for you; do this in remembrance of Me.’”

What struck me most was the commentary I read alongside it. It explained that “gave thanks” comes from the Greek word Eucharistia, which the early Christians used to refer to the liturgy and the sacrament itself. It even quoted the Didache and St. Justin Martyr, both of whom, within the first two centuries, spoke of this sacred meal as the Eucharist — the true Body and Blood of Christ, which only believers may receive.

The commentary continued:

“The Orthodox Church has always accepted Christ’s words as true — that the food consecrated by the word of prayer which comes from Him is the flesh and blood of the incarnate Jesus.”

Reading that felt like an answer straight from God. My heart burned with joy and certainty, and my faith in the Real Presence became unshakable. That night I could hardly sleep, so filled was I with awe.

Yet the next morning, I still desired even deeper confirmation. I prayed again — and during my daily reading, I came across 1 Chronicles 16 (LXX). Verses 2–3 stood out to me:

“After David had finished sacrificing the burnt offerings and fellowship offerings, he blessed the people in the name of the Lord. Then he gave a loaf of bread, a cake of dates and a cake of raisins to each Israelite man and woman.”

It struck me immediately: this, too, points toward the Eucharist. The bread, the offering, the blessing — all prefigure the sacrament. Just as David distributed bread after the sacrifice, so too does Christ, after offering Himself, give us His own Body as heavenly food.

Through these moments, I truly felt that God was speaking — not by revealing something new, but by opening my eyes to the truth already present in Scripture and Tradition. And that quiet confirmation has stayed with me ever since.

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Now, about another kind of personal experience — dreams. I’ve had four of them that have stayed with me over the years. I’m not sure what they mean, or even if they are from God or just my imagination, but since you said there’s no need to back everything with Scripture, I’ll share them simply as they are.

The first happened when I was only five. I was on my way to Sunday School at my Orthodox Church, and as a child, I wandered into the road while my mother was taking my bag out of the car. A Toyota Camry was coming toward me — I should have been struck, but suddenly a bright, blinding light flashed, and somehow I was pushed out of the way. I don’t know how. My parents don’t remember anything unusual, the driver didn’t notice, and there’s no record of it — but I was unharmed. I have always thanked God for that.

The second dream came when I was fourteen. In the dream, I was back in my hometown, sitting on a swing where I used to play as a child. The sky was dark blue with a strange sunset glow. Suddenly, I felt a snake curl around my neck. I threw it off — but then saw thousands of snakes chasing me. Pythons and even alligators were trying to pull me down. Terrified, I prayed, “Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner,” and then the Lord’s Prayer. At that moment, a brilliant light flooded everything — and I woke up.

About a year later, I had another dream. This time, I was in a place filled with clouds, with a pinkish-golden light all around. I saw what looked like someone’s hand reaching out. When I touched one of the fingers, I fell — down from the clouds, all the way to the ground — and woke up breathless.

The last dream happened just a year ago. I saw a man tied to a pole, surrounded by a crowd that was keeping its distance. Someone approached with a whip — one with a metal tip — and as the first lash struck his back, something in me broke. I am not an emotional person by nature, but I began to weep uncontrollably. I couldn’t explain why, and I couldn’t stop. The sky was clear, the sun bright — everything about the scene was ordinary — but my heart was in pieces. I woke up heavy and deeply disturbed.
Was it Jesus I saw? I don’t know for sure — but something in that moment felt profoundly real and sacred.
Another experience connected to my life happened even before I was born. When my mother was giving birth to me, there were serious complications. The doctors told her that it was impossible for me to survive and that I would likely die in the womb. In that moment of despair, my mother closed her eyes — and when she opened them, she said she found herself in a place filled with clouds. Before her stood the Mother of God holding the Child Jesus in her arms. For a moment, my mother even thought she had died. She had been praying day and night for my life, because she had a history of difficult pregnancies and the situation was overwhelming for her. She was very devout at that time, and she believes this vision was granted to her as a sign of mercy and hope — and, by God’s grace, I was born alive.
Personally, these dreams, remember one principle:
do not place too much trust in them, but neither should you ignore them if they leave a deep mark on your soul.

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Reading your post I was struck by what you said here: “What struck me most was the commentary I read alongside it. It explained that “gave thanks” comes from the Greek word Eucharistia, which the early Christians used to refer to the liturgy and the sacrament itself. It even quoted the Didache and St. Justin Martyr, both of whom, within the first two centuries, spoke of this sacred meal as the Eucharist — the true Body and Blood of Christ, which only believers may receive.”

That right there is my problem. You’re not getting that view from the Bible itself but from a commentary and from extra-biblical writers. In Scripture the Greek word eucharisteō simply means “to give thanks.” It’s never used in the Bible as a title for a sacrament, nor does the New Testament say the bread turns into Christ’s literal body. Paul calls it a “proclamation of the Lord’s death” and fellowship by faith (1 Corinthians 10:16; 11:26).

Galatians 1: 6–9 warns about “another gospel.” Whenever a Bible edition, study note, or tradition starts blending God’s Word with ideas from outside it, it can shift our trust from Christ’s finished work to a system. That’s why I keep urging us both to test everything by Scripture alone (Acts 17: 11) and not let commentaries or early writers override what God actually said.

I can tell you’re hungry for the truth, and that’s a good thing. But let me give you a principle that will keep you safe: never build your beliefs on somebody’s commentary, tradition, or even an early church father. Build it on the Word of God alone. “Sanctify them in the truth; Your word is truth” (John 17:17).

In Luke 22, the Greek word eucharisteō simply means “to give thanks.” That’s all it ever means in Scripture. Later on, people started calling their liturgy “the Eucharist,” but that’s their label, not Jesus’. The Bible itself never calls the Lord’s Supper a sacrament or says the bread turns into Christ’s literal body. Instead, Paul says it’s a “proclamation of the Lord’s death” and a fellowship by faith (1 Corinthians 10:16; 11:26).

Galatians 1: 6-9 warns us not to accept “another gospel,” even if it sounds religious or ancient. The enemy’s trick is to add a little tradition to God’s truth until you’ve shifted your trust from Christ’s finished work to a system. Don’t let that happen. Stay planted on what the apostles actually wrote.

If you really want confirmation from God, don’t ask Him to send you to commentaries or church fathers. Ask Him to open your eyes to His Word (Psalm 119:18). That’s how you keep your doctrine clean, your conscience clear, and your faith anchored in Christ alone.

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Brother, I completely understand your concern about commentaries or early writers. I want to stress that this was truly a personal experience for me. Even if I remove all references to commentaries, I would still see it as God answering my prayers, not because of anything written by humans, but because I sought Him with all my heart. I believe that when someone yearns for God with day-and-night prayer, tears, and sincere longing, He will guide them. My faith is anchored in Him, the One who gave His precious blood on the cross — and this experience strengthened my heart in that belief.
I read it literally, and I felt Real Presence.

Yes brother, that’s true.
I have discussed about this in the thread:

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This is exactly where I am! I’m seeking truth, reading scripture daily, sometimes for hours, desperately trying to decipher the messages I know are there but I don’t understand. I’ve used references and commentaries to try and untangle the knots of confusion or misunderstanding, only to end up with more questions (which truly lead me deeper into the Word) and a “feeling” that no..that’s not it. I recently started to learn to pray BEFORE I read, and what a difference it has made!

Deep calls to deep..when I read those words I..can’t articulate what I felt, other than it was powerful. I’ve come back to these words so many times now and each time it’s powerful and impactful, and all the references and commentaries just don’t answer why these words speak so loudly to my soul. So, I pray first and listen. “Be still and know that I am God” is my personal verse with layers and layers of meaning for me, and impacted me so deeply that they led me to baptism. (Something I never dreamed I would want or do.)

Thank you for your comment. It was edifying and encouraging, and as a baby Christian who is not well-versed in theology (but wants to be) you simplified what I’ve been anguishing over - what is truth? The word of God is truth..the only truth.

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Your “dreams” are WILD! I don’t actually like the words “dreams” because it seems dismissive. “Oh it was just a dream!”. I’ve had “dreams” since childhood of an entity that plagued my nightmares with its presence. (Nightmares are dreams too..haha.ha..not funny). It was..probably still is an entity. It nevet had human form and no soul. I can recall.all of my nightmares, and one “ dream” that I was actually flying. Doing graceful swan dives from the roof of an apartment in the apartment complex I grew up in. I wasn’t scared but rather nervous until I realize I could fly! Then I started to fly away. I was flying over my apartment complex, able to see details from a bird’s view. Tops of the apartments, the entire bird’s eye view of the sprawling building. I could see the roof tops of the houses in surrounding suburbia, bird’s eye view of the main intersection.near my home..and realized I was flying away from home..and was terrified by that and thankfully woke up. I was 5. It was such an incredible “dream”

About 15 years ago, the entity showed up full force. My daughter and I were having shared “dreams” and separate “dreams” They were truly frightening. I “dreamt” I was wrestling with it and screaming at it “YOU DON’T BELONG! YOU DON’T BELONG!” It was so bad and so oppressive that I asked a friend, who is Native to come smudge my house. (Pre return to Christ) The activity ceased for a while and everything “seemed” to be resolved.

15 years later, it returned. I was a prodigal who had returned to Christ, seeking Him, praying, trying to hear Him, and more than anything, trying to obey Him and His will. Up to this point in my life, I was living deep in Sin. It felt like the very second I returned to Chirst the spiritual warfare began. I went into suicide ideation. I had a plan, a place picked out, and a way to end my life in a non-messy way. Yes. These are things women think about - I don’t want my suicide to be messy..blood or brains everywhere. All I had to do was write a letter to my family, hoping to absolve them of any guilt..but I just couldn’t do that.

This is the Reader’s Condensed Version of my experience BTW. SO MUCH happened in that year.

The “dream” I had when sleeping in my son’s finished basement was not a dream. I had gone to bed, finished my prayers and went to sleep. Then it showed up. Darkness moving in darkness and I could not just perceive it but saw it. It was darker than the darkness of the room yet I could SEE it, and worse, sense it, and was terrified! Then! Jesus showed up beside my bed and started saying The Lords Prayer. I started saying it too. Over and over with Jesus. This entity SCREECHED in frustration and disappeared with an audible pooping sound. I came out of the “dream” still saying The Lords Prayer” and continued to say it until I fell aleep.

It has not returned since.

I agree with you..some “dreams’ leave a mark. Thankfully Jesus showed up and taught me how to use Prayer as a shield, and maybe a weapon to protect myself from future attack by this entity..but I’m pretty sure it won’t :blush:. Thank you Jesus!

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What moved me most was that moment when Jesus appeared beside you and prayed the Lord’s Prayer with you. There’s something so beautiful and comforting about that, like a reminder that we are never abandoned, even in the darkest, most terrifying moments. It shows how powerful His presence truly is and how prayer is more than words, it’s a lifeline, a shield, a way we cling to Him when everything else feels overwhelming.
I also want to say I’m deeply moved by your strength, that even through fear, oppression, and despair, you still turned toward Christ and found peace in Him. That’s such a powerful testimony. Your experience reminded me that God meets us even in our most broken places, and His light always overcomes the darkness.

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Here’s the thing: our experience and feelings can never be the basis for truth, God’s Word has to be. Jeremiah 17:9 calls the heart “deceitful above all things.” This means that even our most sincere experiences and feelings can lead us astray when we don’t measure them against the Bible.

You mentioned you had a feeling of the “Real Presence.” But Jesus has already told us what His presence is: “Where two or three are gathered in My name, there am I among them” (Matt 18:20). He promised to send His Spirit to indwell every believer (Rom 8: 9), not to make the bread into Himself. The Supper is a remembrance, a proclamation, “Do this in remembrance of Me” (Luke 22:19; 1 Cor 11:26). It’s not symbolic in the sense of “empty,” but it is symbolic in the sense of pointing us to His once-for-all sacrifice on the cross (Heb 10:10).

God is faithful to hear the prayers of those who ask Him, but He answers according to His Word, not outside of it. Psalm 119:105 tells us, “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” So if we want to know His presence, His promise is already clear: it’s through His Spirit living in us, His Word guiding us, and His finished work on the cross applied to us by faith, not through a magical change of the elements.

The bottom line is this: don’t measure God’s truth by your experience, measure your experience by God’s truth. That’s how you stay safe, stay grounded, and stay anchored in Christ alone.

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I love hearing your heart. You remind me of how we have been given a treasure map, and every time we open the Bible, we’re digging a little deeper into the ground. At first it may feel confusing–lines crisscrossing, symbols that don’t make sense. But as you keep praying, keep searching, the Spirit of God is standing right there with you saying, “Dig here… now over here…” and every scoop of soil reveals more of the treasure.

I promise you this: The Bible is clear on this. When we obey the light we have already received from God, He gives us more light. Jesus said in John 7: 17, “If anyone’s will is to do God’s will, he will know whether the teaching is from God.” That is a promise–obedience equals understanding. Psalm 111: 10 agrees, “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all those who practice it have a good understanding.” James 1:22 also says, “Be doers of the word, and not hearers only.”

The bottom line is this: God doesn’t want us to study His Word like a textbook, He wants us to walk it out. Each time you obey, it’s like God is handing you a new key that unlocks the next door of understanding. That’s why David could pray, “I understand more than the aged, for I keep your precepts” (Psalm 119:100). It wasn’t his years, it was his obedience.

So when you said, “Be still and know that I am God” became your verse, that wasn’t just a verse, that was God testing your heart. You obeyed it, you got still, you trusted Him, and what happened? He gave you even more: the next step of baptism. That’s how it works. One step of obedience always unlocks another step of revelation.

Keep going. Don’t let the confusion trip you up. When the knots feel too tight, pause, pray, obey what you already know, and watch God untangle the rest in His timing. You’re not just learning truth–you’re walking with the Author of truth. And He promises, “The path of the righteous is like the light of dawn, which shines brighter and brighter until full day” (Proverbs 4:18).

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Scripture truly is living and active, and when we approach it prayerfully, God meets us there. May we all grow in discernment and trust His quiet confirmations.

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When writing songs I have often had moments of inspiration where the word in front of me came alive in miraculous ways. For example I have written some words on my notebook as a lyric idea only to flip to the page in my bible and see those very words in the bible, then to flip forward and to see words that connect to the theme that I should write down next. Often if I am interacting with the Word with the intention to reveal it by song, it becomes a living connected codex where all my random page turns and scripture remembering flow together into a new lyrical passage that is based on the bible. It is as if God wants to take the words from the bible and turn them into more songs, he just needs people to do the work of it.

This happened in one of my songwriting retreats where I block out all distractions and just write new music alone in the woods in a rented cabin. I end up in tears and on the floor not understanding how the Word has such a power to connect himself to my desire to write simple songs.

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simply beautiful brother thank you, keep doing that work

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