Transcribed and edited from 9-30-2014 Audio Message
Hello I’m Doyle Davidson, a servant and an apostle of Jesus Christ my Lord, raised from the dead, ministering locally to the Body of Christ in Dallas and Fort Worth Texas and sent by God to your house to declare unto you the gospel. I’m making this audio from the office in my home. I have talked with Kathryn Currier who is one of my staff members from Byers Colorado and asked her to transcribe this audio and then post it.
This afternoon I was informed that the Mai Girls had posted a song that I heard when I was a young boy back in the thirties and the forties: On Christ’s Solid Rock I Stand, that’s close but I want to share something that I believe the Spirit of God is pressing strong in my spirit, I know that He’s pressing me strong. I’m eighty-two years of age, strong, healthy, apostle, prophet, teacher of Jehovah, Jesus Christ my Lord raised from the dead. I’ve been walking in this forty-four years, this I mean the Spirit filled life, led by the Spirit of God, walking in the Holy Ghost, the Spirit of God or the Holy Spirit, depending on which way you would like to say it. As young boy, by the way, I was born in 1932, April 1st, Sarcoxie, Missouri in my mother and dad’s home just less than a mile from the city limits of Sarcoxie. A physician attended my delivery at home, I knew him many years, a man I liked, my family knew him, he was their family physician. You can read about this on my website, I was born, according to the best physicians available, with a hole in my heart and you can read about the whole process, you can form your own judgments whether God healed me or whether you think something else happened, doesn’t bother me but Jehovah is my Father, Jesus Christ is my Lord. Amen.
I was raised in a family that were Northern Methodists, Northern Methodists, James Madison Davidson’s family. My grandfather was Luther Albert Davidson, my father was Lyle Luther Davidson and I’m Doyle, Lyle’s son, Luther’s grandson and James Madison’s great-grandson. The Davidson’s were all northern Methodists and in 1924 there was a move of God in the Davidson’s house, family. My grandfather, read about him on the website, a man I greatly loved, a good friend, went to heaven August 1946 when I was fourteen years of age; but back to the thirties and the forties—I watched a group of people that were taught John Wesley Methodism, John Wesley, what John Wesley taught, without a doubt. I’ve studied it and I know he taught good things, straight things, had a good intellect, he spoke the words as they were written but without the Holy Spirit. My ninth great-grandfather, Samuel Gorton, I have read his works from the 1600s in Rhode Island and Massachusetts and other east coast areas. Samuel Gorton, my ninth-great grandfather taught what John Wesley taught and that’s the way I was raised. I am not holding myself up to be anything but I’m telling you this, I’ve been raised up by my Father Jehovah, His Son Jesus Christ and I am an apostle and prophet of Jesus Christ preaching the gospel, amen.
In [the] 1890s in southeast Kansas there were a group, largely Methodists where God moved upon them, on their lives and there was a man named Benjamin Young, a rancher, a wealthy man that pretty much led what went on; he was a Methodist, my aunt, my Dad’s oldest sister Neva Dodson and her husband Claud worked with Benjamin Young at Door of Hope Orphanage, Independence, Kansas. They went there in 1919 and worked with him. There was a man from Ohio named Levi Burkhart, a school teacher, a man of sound mind, good reputation, sober, unemotional. [He] married, I believe, Benjamin Young’s sister and as I recall, Benjamin Young died at sixty-one or somewhere therein. Levi Burkhart from Ohio, moved to Cherryvale, Kansas, started leading this group of people that the Davidsons were associated with. I knew Levi Burkhart personally; I knew his friends personally—Paul Smith, a real friend of mine, close friend. He and Levi Burkhart were very close friends.
In the 1930s the Davidsons had built the first John Wesley Methodist Holiness church, called Redwood Holiness Church, second one built by that group of people. The first was Cherryvale where Levi Burkhart lived and these people were very sober people. The Davidsons were very sober especially Luther Albert Davidson , my grandfather; knew him all my fourteen years, saw him without [fail], why I think never, at least weekly, sometimes daily. A man my size, more bone in his arms and legs, much stronger than Doyle physically, a road builder, read about him on my website, was converted at age fifty, he no longer could follow the trade that he was involved in and that was highway building in the state of Missouri. He was a dirt contractor and he left it and they built Redwood Holiness Church. In the thirties I watched that group—sober, very sober, sensible, unemotional, but by the time the war came on, World War II, Pearl Harbor Day, people had moved in that were emotional and I watched them pick up the spirit of the shouting Methodists, I think you … can read about them, I think they were, well I don’t want to recite what I might not remember, they were shouting. My family, they were not shouters, the Davidsons were not shouters. I was a Miller and a Davidson and we were not shouters. We were unemotional as possible; but during World War—during ’41, maybe ’40, 41, 42, I watched these people move in, start attending Redwood Church. I remember in the days of the Great Depression in the thirties, from ’32 up to ’41, Redwood Church in the summertime, spring and fall had their windows open, all around the building, setting on fenders of cars, standing anywhere to hear what was going on. The building was full, not holding a great number, I can’t tell you exactly how many, but I’ve seen it packed many times, amen—I’m talking about one to two hundred…I don’t remember, I just remember the people and they were sober, unemotional, amen; but in the late ‘30s, early ‘40s people with evil spirits that couldn’t be manageable by the flesh moved in and they liked to get up and shout like the shouting Methodists. That was all new to me, that was new to my grandparents, all of them, but they let them do it. But when it got to a certain point, certain fervor, my grandfather,Luther Albert Davidson who built Redwood, along with his family and others, paid much of the money to get it done, setting on the right hand side looking up from the congregation, which would be the south side of the building , he’d get up, he’d walk across that platform three or four times singing A capella “On Christ the solid Rock which or where I stand, all other ground is sinking sand." I haven’t heard that song and I may not have quoted it exactly right, I’ve not heard that song since I was eighteen years and less, until this afternoon, [when]I heard my daughter, heard her daughters singing it, posted.
I just wanted to give that testimony to our background and tell you: my grandfather and his family knew Jesus, not baptized in the Holy Ghost, didn’t speak in tongues, were not emotional, they were born again, they had faith, they used that faith to pray for sick people that got healed. Read about my mother, read about others on my website. Read about Elliott Hodge; read about all of the history of that group of people … and the Davidsons building that second church and how they knew something about God, about Jesus, about healing, forgiveness, love, and I thank God for them, for their prayers for me, especially my dad, Lyle Luther Davidson who always told me, “Doyle you’ll have to preach the gospel someday,” and guess what? His words certainly came true and stand today before God to judge them. I give thanks for them all and I want to thank all of you, for this is all I want to say today about this song, my granddad, the Davidsons and me, except I love you and I’m not just talking—I love you and I’ve proven it for many, many years walking upright in the gospel of Jesus Christ. Good day. Doyle Davidson, Plano, Texas. See ya.
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