Luke 4:18 The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised...

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Making of A Prophet - Thanksgiving Day Miracles

Testimonies of Doyle Davidson
Transcribed and edited from Sunday, October 20, 2013 (1st Hour) Live Stream Broadcast

I was invited to a Thanksgiving dinner in 1975, when I was in Argyle. The miracles and healings we’re talking about now took place when I was in the wilderness. You can look in scripture and find that Moses did miracles in the wilderness just to feed people and not only that, but to give them water. Moses spoke to the rock, (I always had compassion on Moses, if you’ve been in my position you would give thanks for Moses because he had a whole bunch of people. I do too, they are all over the world, thank God they are not all in front of me.)

I was invited to this home for Thanksgiving and I knew almost all the people there. I was drinking tea and I finished my glass of tea and wanted another. There was a gentleman that was talking about a new sport coat (I think) he had made and one sleeve was 1-1/4 inches different in length than the other, because of his arm length; it wasn’t the tailor. I sat there and listened to that testimony and I thought, “God would make these arms equal, if this man would believe.” I got up and started across the room and the Spirit of God stopped me and I turned around and said, “God will make your arms equal if you can believe.” “I believe,” he said. “Put your arms out,” I said. He put them out and God grew that one arm out an inch and a quarter and there they were—equal. This man was a well-educated man; he had a PhD. Isn’t that nice? You know God would do that for a PhD, a Harvard PhD? That’s the love of God. No, I didn’t have anything to do with it, I just asked God to make the arms equal.

I walked on into the kitchen to get my tea glass refilled and there sat a lady with her left arm up on a pillow and her hand looked like she had elephantiasis; it looked like the foot of an elephant, swollen, scaly, dead, no life in it, none whatsoever. I can’t recall but I’m sure she didn’t have on a long-sleeve dress, but what I could see of her arm it looked dead. I was a professional veterinarian and I knew something about dead tissues and this woman had been attacked by the devil and had malignant melanoma. She had been to a cancer hospital and they had taken her arm loose and freed it from the blood supply and they put chemotherapy in her circulatory system in her arm. (This is according to her account, any mistakes I have made, she can write it and correct me, I would welcome that.) I looked at that and I thought, “My God.” The Lord was saying, “Pray for her.” And I was saying, “I don’t think so.” Now this is all under the title, Making of a Prophet. You see God will prepare you before He sends you out into the wilds. I’m talking about the multitudes, because when you get into the multitudes you are going to encounter spirits that you didn’t know existed and after you get there you are going to wish they were not there. They are mean, they’re wicked. The devil’s mean, he’s wicked, he comes to kill, steal and destroy.

After five or ten minutes, probably more like ten, I thought, “I’m going to ask this person,” (Now this was God.) I was a pretty bold person, but not praying for people. If the horse was sick, I wasn’t afraid to do something with it, I had a license and I had a lot of success. Praying for people, I wasn’t sure that was something I would like to do. I finally said, “Would you like for me to pray for you?” She said, “Yes.” She was so depressed, in despair, looked hopeless and God, when He directs you to do something, remember you don’t have to have great faith, in size—size of a grain of a mustard seed—right? Yes. So, I don’t even think I laid hands on her, I don’t have to lay hands on people, I just speak the word and God heals. I prayed for her and that was it and I went back, finished my tea, had my Thanksgiving meal, went home and the next day I had a phone call and they said, “Her depression has lifted,” and I said, “She’s healed!” (How do you know?) The devil is the one that depresses or oppresses you and sickness is of the devil and he puts heavy burdens on you and weight through oppression and depression and when I heard that, I knew that she was well. Somewhere within three months she had regained (I believe) 95% of the use of that arm and hand and at one time they were not even sure they could save her life, and they didn’t—God did, because He wanted me to tell this testimony. Amen. But thank God, I believe she is alive today and well and I give God the glory!

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Other "Making of a Prophet" Testimonies:
-Learning to be Thankful
-Healing Miracles: Patti Davidson, Lyle Davidson, Kathy Davidson-Mai
-God Delivered a Foal
-God Healed a Stallion
-Ice Cream, Deliverance and Healing 

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