This Is Your House!

Excerpt from:
Challenging the Discipleship Movement
(Posted: August 11, 2010)

In early 1977, I had no money and I had no idea where I was going to get any. God spoke to me and reminded me of a man I had provided veterinary services for and I had never received payment from. He owed me several hundred dollars and God told me to call him. I didn't even know where he was at that time and God clearly said, "He's in Oklahoma." I called information, they gave me a number, I called it and he answered. We exchanged greetings and I reminded him of the money he owed me and he said, "Oh Doc, I sent you a check for that, but I'll write you another one." He sent me the money and there was enough to pay my bills.

I walked that gravel road in Carrollton speaking Isaiah 41:10-12 for hours, week after week seeking the will of God for my life. One morning in early April of 1977 God spoke and told me to go back to McKinney. He told me there was an office there, how much rent I was to pay for it and He also told me I would have to get the zoning changed. I told Patti, "Get ready, we're moving back to McKinney." She said, "We just left there." (Actually it had been seven years since we had left.) I did just as God instructed me. I went to the office and it was empty. I drove over to the man's office that owned it and asked if he was in. He was I told him what I was looking for. He told me I could have the office and told me what he would charge me. It was the exact amount God had said it would be. When I told him we needed to change the zoning he said, "Oh we don't need to do that. We all know one another here." Well, I knew to obey God and not a man. I went to the city offices and while there, a man walked by me who was a city engineer and stopped and said, "Aren't you Dr Davidson?" I said, "Yes I am". He said, "Just last week we were talking and I said if we had a veterinarian come to McKinney who wanted to set up an office, we don't have the zoning ordinances to cover it. Would you sit down and tell this person what you want included and we'll write it up and I'll approve it?" I did and wrote it as I wanted it, (however I wished later that I had expanded it when I had the chance.) I went before the zoning board and they voted 5-0 in favor and gave me a certificate of occupancy according to the zoning ordinance I had written. The pastor of the First United Methodist Church, Dr. Canafax, was one of those on the zoning board.

Following that meeting, we began attending the First United Methodist Church, I became a member and was voted president of the fellowship class. I taught the Sunday school fellowship class and became a lay speaker ordained by a staff member of the North Texas conference. Bishop Stowe was the Bishop of the Conference at that time. I submitted to that organization because it was God. Soon after I arrived at the Methodist Church, God spoke to me and said: "You have been taught to get, and then give. My son says you are to give and then get."

Luke 6:38) "Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give unto your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again."

God told me to give $100 to the Methodist Church. I didn't even have $100 and I told him he was going to have to give it to me if he wanted me to give. Almost immediately, God provided a little job, I was paid $100 and I couldn't get to the church fast enough to give that money. I didn't even wait until Sunday. I drove over there and told them, "God told me to give this." He then moved me up to $150, $200 and then $300 per week and after that I just continued to obey God and give whatever amount he told me, large or small and I never forgot to give to the poor.

One day God had me take $200 or $300 and drive around and give it away. I drove up to a house and knocked on the door and as I was invited in I saw a woman sitting there and I told her I believed God wanted me to give her some money, and handed her $50. She told me she had been praying, asking God for help. I asked her if she could use another $50 and she said, "Yes" and I handed it to her. Later I drove up to another house and I had $80 left and I knew God had told me to stop there, but when I knocked, no one came to the door. I knocked a few more times and as I was turning to leave a man came around the corner of the house with four children in tow, and I told him, "God told me to give you this money." He wanted to know where I went to church and I said, "Where I go to church doesn't matter, God told me to give it."

In the process of going back to McKinney, God performed another miracle. I had told the man that we were leasing our house from in Carrollton that the deposit I had paid when I rented the house was going to pay the next month's rent. The guy started to protest and I told him that was how it was going to be, we were leaving. A friend, who was a realtor, took me to see a house for sale in McKinney that he thought would be perfect for us. We went and looked at it and I said, "We'll take it" and Patti told me she was with me. He said he would get the papers drawn up and I could come by and sign them. When I arrived at the realtors office, he said, "Doc, someone has just signed a contract on that house and I think it's a sure deal. That was the end of that. Patti said, "What are you going to do now?" "We're going to go look at that house you and Kathy found in Fairview," I replied. When we walked into the house the realtor's husband said, "This is your house". It was nice, a four bedroom, 2400 sq. ft. home on 1.25 acres. The description of the house was on the counter and the listed price was $69,000 and they had dropped it to $65,000. I was told the owner of the house was a Lt. Colonel in Iran. I asked him to call him and tell him I would give $61,000 but I wanted a six month lease-purchase. He told me the owner was out of town on vacation and I encouraged him to call him anyway. When the owner answered the phone, the realtor's husband said, "I thought you were going on vacation. The reply was, "I canceled my vacation and I just sent you a letter with instructions that if someone wanted to buy the house with a lease-purchase that would be acceptable." I closed the deal that day. I paid $61,000 for the house and in 2000 when I gave it away, it was appraised at $227,000.

God bless,
Doyle Davidson
Servant and apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ

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