The Prophetic Proclamation Of Bread And Wine
"For as often as you eat this bread and drink the cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until He comes." 1 Corinthians 11:26
I was led by the Spirit of God into a deep and powerful understanding of this verse in August of 1995. I was in the midst of the deepest and most intense spiritual warfare I have ever experienced. I found myself in the middle of a full blown supernatural war with a local group of satanists. I had shared the gospel with one of their members and I became a target of fierce and menacing demonic spirits that were out to get me to lose my mind and to succumb to darkness and fear. I easily could have without the grace and amazing kindness of God towards me in that season.
A good battle in God is the best classroom you will ever get with the Holy Spirit. There are spiritual secrets that God will only reveal to you in seasons of warfare. It’s not that he is withholding them, it’s just that they can’t be learned any other way. Additionally, when you are neck deep in battle and someone hands you the finest and sharpest sword you tend to value that sword. It is the same with God’s revelation. You tend to value and hold onto all that God gives to you in the heat of battle as his revelation always leads you to victory. Lessons learned in war are not easily forgotten. God is a seasoned warrior who trains your hands for battle.
One afternoon several days into the battle I was just plain worn out. Tired and weakened from days and nights fighting to stay above the flood of fear trying to sweep me into a nervous breakdown. I was done. I found myself physically and spiritually exhausted from the dark spiritual presence in the atmosphere and the dark physical presences often sitting grouped in cars in front of my house. It was at this point that the Holy Spirit brought me the revelation that I am going to share with you now.
At first when I heard the command the concept seemed so foreign to me and yet every part of me resonated with the truth of it. I knew I was being given revelation of something that was meant to turn the battle.
Here is what I heard via an internal still small voice,
"Go get some bread and some wine and celebrate communion as an act of warfare."
What? An act of warfare? What did that even mean? I had no idea but I was going to find out. I got the elements together (which involved going to the store for the wine) and I knelt down with my bible and I read from 1 Corinthians 11 and the part about proclaiming the Lord’s death began to be illumined to my spirit. Communion wasn’t just some ritual the Church performed to passively commemorate the Lord’s death. It was a powerful prophetic proclamation of the highest caliber of truth. It was a sign and a wonder meant not so much to mortal beings but to the spiritual wickedness in high places that Christ had come and had died and that He was coming again to put every remaining enemy under his foot in subjection to God. There is no higher word of prophecy than Christ will return.
As I knelt there the light of this revelation flooded my entire being. My strength began to return, faith began to overwhelm me, and I transitioned from the defensive position to a hostile hell gate destroying spiritual offensive. The devil wasn’t bringing the war to me anymore. I had turned around spiritually and was going to hand deliver an atomic bomb worth of truth right into the middle of his camp. “Greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world. Devil, your days are numbered!”
I knelt there praying and then I celebrated the death and resurrection of my Lord Jesus Christ and praised Him for His awesome might and kindness. Then I ate the bread and drank the wine as an act of warfare against every enemy of my Lord and in that very place of proclamation something changed. It wasn’t the battle.
It was me.