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I lovingly dedicate
this
book to my dear wife and companion for almost 53 years, Ava Marie
Davidson.
I'd also like to
express
my appreciation to Dan Rice for his encouragement to me in preparing
the
material for this book and getting it ready for publication. Also, to
his
lovely wife Connie, who was so kind to help in the editing.
Daniel F. Rice,
Kirkland,
Washington, 1993
I came to know brother
Davidson
back in the 1950's. His brother was pastoring the Assembly of God
church
in Mishawauka, Indiana and through his brother I heard about him. Then
in the 1960's when later I pastored in Indiana I came to meet and know
Paul Davidson personally. We became bonded as brothers by our common
love
for the Word of God. When we would meet at district functions you would
find brother Davidson and I off in a corner or in the men's room
sharing
insights we had received from the Lord since we last met.
Brother and sister
Davidson
were missionaries to China for many years. They have served as pastors,
missionaries, Bible College teacher and Bible teacher at large. He
lived for years in retirement at the Hartford City Indiana, campground
where he labored for years and literally transformed the campgrounds
landscape as a gardener and keeper of the grounds. In Summer camp time
he taught Bible in the tabernacle. His wife later became an invalid
totally dependant on others, Each day he spent hours with her in the
nursing home just down the street from their little home. Everytime we
talked he told me how much he loved her, the wife of his youth. Finally
sister Davidson went on to be with the Lord and not too long after he
also followed her to heaven. Just before he died he sent me a short
letter and said, I
am so lonely without her, I long to go, and the Lord honored his words and
took him.
When I pastored the
church
in Goshen, Indiana he, Jake Smith and Arthur Gullette were the men I
called on to come in and
take my pulpit when I was overseas.
I never had to worry about my people being fed when these men were
filling in.
When I left my last
pastorate
before entering the mission field full time thirty two years ago, Paul
Davidson
was the first man I called to take the church before I resigned. It was
a new building built just 4 years previous and the numbers had tripled
- a good strong church with a fine group of believers. He was sitting
on the couch in front of my desk when I asked him to please come and
take the church. He immediately, in his abrupt way, snapped, No, brother, I wouldn't
be able to keep so many keys in order. He was always able to
know that when something
was not the will of God, to want it and string out a decision. He knew
the moment I asked him it was not God's will - and that was it!
Brother Davidson was
one of the most transparent and honest men I had ever known and he has
contributed
more to this younger preacher's life and thought more than he will ever
know. He was always known to be an abrupt conservative man with an
intense belief in the
holiness of God as you can see by his writings. I remember him telling
me in deatil about a terrible ordeal he went through with other
missionaries when he was in China. He later wrote them and apologized
for any part he had played in the misunderstanding but they never
replied to him and accepted his apology. It broke his heart when he
didn't hear back from them. He and sister Davidson enjoyed
a mainstream Bible College ministry but always kept their separation
standards.
He remained absorbed
in the Word of God receiving rich insights right up to the day the Lord
took him. Great men of God sat under his Bible teaching at the
campgrounds declaring that, It was like sitting
under the ministry of Paul the apostle.
Bill Burkett
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